Shelia was positive enough that, as Ida May had promised, the matter was not ended. That venomous girl would not be content to leave Big Wreck Cove without making a further attempt--perhaps many--to establish herself in her right identity and in what she considered her rightful place with the Balls. Supper was late that evening. They were only just seated at the table when Tunis returned. "Come on, boy," said Cap'n Ira. "There's a place set for you. Tell us what you did with that crazy girl." Sheila was busy between the stove and the table and did not come to the side of the captain of the _Seamew_ as he took the chair indicated. He was not smiling as usual, but neither did he seem alarmed. He replied to the questions of the old people with tranquillity. "I did not advise her to go to the Burchell House," Tunis said. "You know what a talker Sally Burchell is. I remember that Mrs. Pauling took boarders in the summer, and I went to her with that girl." "You mean Zeb's mother?" asked Prudence. "Well, she'll take care of her, I guess. And Zeb is strong and willing. If she gets crazy in the night, they ought to be able to hold her." A faint smile flickered for a moment about Tunis Latham's stern lips. "I don't guess she will act up so very bad with strangers." "I swan! We was strangers enough to her, it would seem," exclaimed Cap'n Ira. "But she seems to consider that you ought not to be," Tunis pointed out. "Never heard of such a thing!" muttered the old man. "I would have been glad to get her out of town this very night," Tunis observed quietly. "But it could not be done. She is convinced that she has what she calls 'rights,' and she proposes to remain and fight for them." "I swan!" "You will have to be firm with her. I explained to Zeb's mother what we thought was the matter with her. And I'll try to find her friends. She says she comes from Boston." "Goodness gracious gallop!" exclaimed the old woman, more angry than frightened now. "She certainly can't stay here and tell those awful things she was saying about Ida May." "I don't really see how we are going to stop her, right at first," Tunis rejoined. "Of course, if she continues to come up here and bother you, you can have her arrested." "Oh!" gasped Sheila. "Now, gal," said Cap'n Ira firmly, "don't you let your tender heart deceive you. That crazy critter ain't worth worrying about. She shan't be hurt. But I won't have her coming round here frightening you and Prudence. No, sir!" "Quite right," said Tunis, agreeing. "Oh, Tunis!" murmured the girl. "But she will make talk. No doubt she will make talk," said Prudence in a worried tone. "We ought to stop her, somehow, from telling such things about our Ida May." "Does she want money?" asked Cap'n Ira gruffly. "She talked as though she did." "I think to offer her money would be the very worst possible way of shutting her up," said Tunis. "She wants to come here and live and be accepted as your niece."