The train now was very close. Mr. Van Der Lann knew he would have to talk fast. “You cannot leave Rosedale without making an accounting of the flower show funds!” he told the promoter. “Debts are not paid and you have all the money.” “Try to stop me,” said Mr. Piff unpleasantly. “I’m fed up with this town. I’m leaving.” “Oh, no, you are not,” corrected the nurseryman. He spoke quietly but with firmness. By this time the train had pulled into the station. Most of the passengers already had boarded their cars. “Get out of my way!” Mr. Piff said furiously. He tried to push past the nurseryman. Mr. Van Der Lann grasped him by the arm, making the promoter drop one of the bags he carried. Vevi snatched it up. Before anyone could stop her, she had opened it. Inside were two sacks of tulip bulbs. Vevi knew at once that they were the Golden Beauties. “So!” exclaimed Mr. Van Der Lann. “I thought as much.” “Now see here,” said Mr. Piff, still trying to pull away. “I can explain. It’s true I intended to sell the bulbs to a dealer I know. But you would have received the full amount, minus a small commission. I can get you a much better price than you can arrange for yourself.” Mr. Van Der Lann paid no attention. He went through the promoter’s luggage, taking all the bulbs that were his. Then he made Mr. Piff turn over all the money he had collected for his flower show from Rosedale townspeople. “Now get on that train and never come back here!” the nurseryman said, shoving him toward his car. “You’re not having me arrested?” Mr. Piff muttered. “Get on your train,” the nurseryman ordered again. “And let this be a lesson to you.” Mr. Piff grabbed up his luggage, including the empty handbag, and ran for the train. He swung aboard. The cars began to move, slowly at first and then faster and faster. “Goodbye, Mr. Piff!” laughed Sunny. Mr. Van Der Lann pocketed the money he had taken from the promoter. He told Miss Mohr and the Brownie Scout leader that he doubted it would be enough to pay all of the flower show debts. “It will cover most of the expense though,” he assured the women. “I will turn all of this money over to Mrs. Langley or the Chamber of Commerce president.” Now the Brownies were happy indeed that the nurseryman had recovered the Golden Beauty tulip bulbs. Mr. Van Der Lann assured them that he would ship the bulbs east that very day so that there would be no risk of having them stolen again. For the troop members, the day had been a thrilling one. During the next week they had many wonderful times too, going often to Windmill Farm. Miss Mohr especially, was kept very busy, planning her approaching wedding. Often the Brownies went with her to the stores to help her buy finery. Time was very short, and it seemed there were a million things to do. Then finally, the important day was at hand.