Mr. Murphy’s face grew red. He hastened to explain:
“I mean that the books that I’ve been reading under your direction have been so interesting that I couldn’t bear to stop reading and look for the treasure.”
Miss Katherine beamed.
“We will search together,” she said coyly.
As they were walking home together, Mr. Murphy observed casually—
“A friend of mine who was a great friend of Captain Shannon’s told me once that the Captain had produced a new species of rose and that he had been awarded a gold medal by the American Horticultural Society. The Captain told my friend that he used to wear it on his chain but he lost it while working in his garden here. Wasn’t it a pity? I don’t suppose you have ever come across it?”
“Not that I know of,” returned Miss Katherine composedly.
When she got home she went immediately to the library and to the drawer that held the ancient golden coin that Joseph had found. She took it to the kitchen where she scraped and brushed it well. Behold! there was the name of the American Horticultural Society on one side and on the other the inscription:
“Consequitur quodcunque petit!”
When Mr. Horton returned from his visit to the Boulbys, he told his wife of the gratifying results and of Miss Boulby’s wish that she and other church workers would call upon her.