Summoning them to supper, Miss Letty stood with arms akimbo and with a satisfied eye surveyed the good things she had prepared. That Mr. Dugald was at the hotel starting his aunt and cousin homeward from Provincetown, was Miss Letty's one regret. Sidney sniffed rapturously at everything, begging that Trude sit next to her. The old kitchen gleamed golden in the fading sunlight, a fragrance of flowers and sea-air and pines came on the breeze that wafted in through the wide-opened doors and windows. Aunt Achsa, her smiling self again, fluttered around in anxious concern as to Trude's welfare. A great happiness held the little group. Though Lavender's chair was empty Lavender was better--Lavender would get well! After supper, while they still lingered over the empty plates, the voices of men came from the lane. "More folks askin' after Lav," declared Miss Letty with pride. Cap'n Davies himself halted before the door and nodded to the women inside. Back of him stood the men Sidney had met that morning at Rockman's and back of them Mr. Dugald, smiling, and back of him many others, curious and excited. What _ever_ had happened! Cap'n Davies wore his most important air. "I'm here to see one Lavender Green and one Sidney Romley." "Phin Davies, you know Lav Green's flat on his back," retorted Miss Letty brusquely but smiling. It seemed to Sidney, standing close to Trude, that everyone was smiling. Mr. Dugald pushed into the room. "Doctor Blackwell says that it won't hurt Lav for me to carry him in!" And without another word he rushed off to Lav's room and returned almost instantly with the boy in his arms. He put him carefully in Aunt Achsa's rocker and then stood close to him. Cap'n Phin cleared his throat an extra number of times. Having done this to his satisfaction he drew a blue slip of paper from a leather pocketbook and held it high. "In the name of Truro and Wellfleet counties I take great pleasure in presenting to Lavender Green and Sidney Romley this reward for the capture of--" He never did finish his speech. His voice was drowned in loud hurrahs that echoed and reechoed down the lane and brought Gran'ma Calkins and Mart and Tillie Higgins in a great hurry to Achsa Green's. Sidney's face flamed. "Oh, _I_ don't want it!" she cried. "It's Lav's. Honestly. He really found out about the diamonds. I--I just--" Everyone looked at Lavender, whose face had gone even whiter. Against it his eyes shone big and black. He seemed to straighten in the old chair and his poor shoulders took on a fine dignity. "_I_--didn't--want--any--money," he answered in a voice so weak that it was scarcely anything more than a whisper. But here the practical Miss Letty, who had taught Mrs. Allan her lesson on Cape Cod folks, took charge of matters.