I took her in my arms and made much of her, and asked her why she was crying, and she said she was crying because she was glad. When the doctor had returned to Stepping-Stone, he got the _Hobo's_ captain on the telephone and told him from me to bring the _Hobo_ back to Idle Island at once. She came about six, just as the tide was getting high, and she brought rescue to the men on the float, and, better than rescue, she brought the evening papers. There had been a big day on Wall Street; one of the biggest in its history. And the men whom we had kept from going to business had made, among them, hundreds of thousands of dollars, just by sitting still. But they were ungrateful, especially Billoo. He complained bitterly, and said that he would have made three times as much money if he had been _on the spot_. * * * * * When the men paid the bets that they had lost to me, I turned the money over to my father's secretary and told him to deposit it as a special account. "What shall I call the account?" he asked. "Call it," I said, "the account of W. Tooth."