ined the bills from Captain Patterdale, who had a
part of them. Sealing this note in an envelope, he called at the house
of the strange man, on his way to the place of meeting. Mrs. Sykes said
that Captain Shivernock was in his library.

"Please to give him this; and if he wishes to see me, I shall be at
Captain Patterdale's house for an hour or two," continued Donald; and
without giving the housekeeper time to reply, he hastened off, confident
there would be a storm as soon as the eccentric opened the note.

In the library of the elegant mansion, he found the party who had been
in the Juno, with Captain Patterdale and Nellie. On the desk was the tin
box, the paint on the outside stained with yellow loam. Laud Cavendish
looked as though life was a burden to him, and Donald readily
comprehended the situation.

"We have found the tin box," said Mr. Beardsley, with a smile, as the
boat-builder was admitted.

"Where did you find it?"

"Laud had it in his hand down at Saturday Cove. While I was looking up
the Hasbrook affair, our friend here landed from the Juno, and was
walking towards the woods, when he walked into me. He owns up to
everything."

"Then I hope you are satisfied that I had nothing to do with the box."

"Of course we are," interposed Captain Patterdale. "It certainly looked
bad for you at one time, Don John."

"I know it did, sir," added Donald.

"But I could not really believe that you would do such a thing," said
the captain.

"I knew he wouldn't," exclaimed Nellie.

"Laud says he buried the box on Turtle Head, just where you said, and
only removed it yesterday, when he put the notes under the sill in your
shop," continued Mr. Beardsley.

"What did you do that for, Laud?" asked Donald, turning to the culprit.

"You promised not to tell where I got the money to pay for the Juno. You
went back on me," pleaded Laud.

"I told you I wouldn't tell if everything was all right. When it
appeared that the mended bill was not all right, I mentioned your name,
but not till then."

"That is so," added the nabob. "Now, Laud, did Captain Shivernock pay
you any money?"

"No, sir," replied Laud, who had concluded to tell the whole truth,
hoping it would go easier with him if he did so.

"Where did you get the mended bill you paid Don John?"

"From the tin trunk."

"Why did you say that Captain Shivernock gave you the money you paid for
the Juno?"

"I couldn't account for it in any other way. I kne