“How can you reach him?” asked Larry’s mother. “I can call him up on the telephone. He has one in his house. I’ll ask him to come right over. This will be a big story for the paper.” Mr. Newton was somewhat surprised when Larry called him on the wire. He wanted to know what it was all about, but Larry did not think it wise to tell them over the ’phone. “You’ll see when you get here,” he said. “It’s a good story.” “Then I’ll come at once,” replied the reporter. He was soon at Larry’s house, and to say that he was surprised at the sight of the diamonds is putting it mildly. “What will you do next, youngster?” he asked of Larry, with a laugh. “This is the biggest thing yet. Every detective in the city is wearing his eyes out looking for these, and here you stumble across them. Well, I should say it was a story!” The reporter agreed to take charge of the jewels over night, as he had a safe at home. “I suppose we ought to return them at once,” he said, “but if we do the morning papers will have the story ahead of us, and that would never do. We must get a beat out of this.” And they did. The next day the _Leader_ had a big story of the find, giving Larry due credit. It did not mention, however, that the boy was working for the paper. The story was held back until the last edition, and none of the other afternoon sheets had a line about it. The jewels were taken to Mr. Reynolds, who, true to his promise, made out a check for one thousand dollars, which was given to Larry. It was a long while before the thieves were caught, and their capture was brought about in a peculiar manner. “What will I ever do with the money?” Larry asked. “Put it in the bank as the start for another thousand,” said Mr. Newton. “I have a better plan than that,” replied the boy. CHAPTER XXVIII THE RENOWNED DOCTOR Larry’s mother could scarcely believe the good news that the boy brought her when he showed the thousand-dollar check. It seemed almost like a dream to all of them, and several times Larry pinched himself to see if he would not wake up. But the check remained firm, and, the next day at the suggestion of Mr. Newton, the lad deposited it in a savings bank, and received a book with his name on it, and one thousand dollars on the credit side. “What are you going to do with it?” his mother asked Larry several times. “I hope you will not spend it foolishly.” “Don’t worry,” replied Larry. “I’m not going to spend it right away, but when I do it will be for something worth while,” and he smiled over some pleasant thought. Many persons, on receiving such a large sum, would, if they were as poor as the Dexters, have at once moved into a better house, bought a lot of new furniture, and begun to live better. But this did not enter Larry’s head, though his mother wondered if that was what his plan was.