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"Aien't they always jorrectly kept?
I thought that was what bookkeepers
ere hired for."
"If books were always correctly kept
there would be little for us to do but
happens, unfortunately for some but
fortunately for us, that people occa
sionally do not keep their accounts ac
*Ahd can you always find that out if
you examine the books?"
"Always." "Can't a man make his accounts so
that no one can tell that there is any
"The belief that such a thing can be
done has placed many a poor wretch in
prison. It has been tried often enough."
"1 am sure they can do it in the states.
1 have read of it being done and con
.tinued for years. Men have made off
with jrc.\t sums of money by falsify
ing the books, and no one found it out
until the one who did it died or ran
"Nev ertheless, if on expert accountant
had been called in he would have found
out very soon that something was
wrong, and just where tho wrong was
and how much."
"1 didn't think such cleverness pos
sible. Have you ever discovered any
thing like that?"
'What is done when such a thing is
"That depends upon circumstances.
CTsually a policeman is called in."
"Why, it's like being a detective. I
wish you would tell me about some of
the cases you have had. Don't make me
ask too many questions. Talk."
"1 don't think my experiences would
interest ou in the least. There was one
ease with which I had something to do
Tn London two years ago that"
"Oh, London. I don't believe the book
keepers there are half so sharp as ours.
If you had to deal with American ac
countants you would not find out so
e, *.asil what they had or had not done."'
"Well, Miss Brewster, what I tell you
is, of course, in confidence. I wouldn't
whisper it to anybody else, but I may
say I have just had an experience of
that kind with some of your very sharp
American bookkeepers. I found
that the books had been kept in the
most ingenious way, with the intent to
deceive. The system had been going on
"How interesting. And did you call
"No. This was one of the cases where
a. policeman was not necessary. The
books were kept with the object of
showing that the profits of the mof
the busanesshad been much greater
than they really were. 1 may say that
one of your American accountants had
already looked over the books, and,
whether through ignorance or careless
ness, or from a worse motive, he re
ported them all right. They were not
all right, and the fact that they were
not will mean tfhe loss of a fortune to
some people on your side of the water
lnd the saving of good money to others
on my side."
"'Then I think your profession must
be a very important one."
"We think so, Miss Brewster. I would
tike to be paid a percentage on the
money saved because of my report."
"And won't you?"
"I think that is too bod. I suppose the
discrepancy must have been small, or
the American accountant would not
have overlooked it."
"1 didn't say that he had overlooked it.
Still, the size of the discrepancy does
not make the difference. A small error
*s as easily found as a large one. This
i one was large. I suppose there is no'
harm in my saying that the books, tak
rng them together, showed a profit of
40,000, when they should have shown
a loss ot nearly half that amount. I
hope nobody overhears me."
"No we are quite alone, and you may
be sure I will not breathe a word of what
jou have been telling me."
"Don't breathe it to Ken\ on, at least.
He would think me insane if he knew
what I have said."
"Is Mr. Kenyon an accountant, too?**
"Oh, no. He is a mineralogist. He can
go into a mine and tell with a reason
able certainty whether it will pay the
working of it or not. Of course, as he
says himself, any man can see six feet
into the earth as well as he can. But it
rs not every man that can gauge the
value of a working mine so well as John
"Then while you were delving among
the figures, your companion was delv
ing among the minerals?"
"And did he make any such startling
discovery as you did?"
"No rather the other way. He finds
the mines very good properties, and he
thinks that if they are managed intelli
gently they will be good-paying invest
mentsthat is, at a proper price, you
knownot at what the owners ask for
them at present. But you can have no
possible interest in these dry details."
"Indeed, you are mistaken. I think
what you have told me intensely inter
For once in her lifeNMiss Jennie Brew
hter told the exact truth. The unfor
tunate man at her side was flatteredi
"For what I have told you," he said,
"we were offered twice what the Lon
don people pay us for coming out here.
In fact, even more than that. We were
asked to name our own price."
"Really now. By the owners of the
property, 1 suppose, if you wouldn't tell
"No. By one of your famous New
York newspapermen. He even went so
far as to steal the papers that Kenyon
had in Ottawa. He was cleverly caught,
fm though, before he could make any use of
what he had stolen. In fact, unless his
people in New York had the figures which
were originally placed before the Lon
don board 1 doubt if my statistics would
have been of much use to him, even if
he had been allowed to keep them. The
full significance of my report will not
she until the figures 1 have given are
compared with those already in the
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handb of the Loudon,people, which were
vouched for as correct by your clever
"You shouldn't run down an ac
countant just because he is an Amer
ican. Perhaps there will come a day,
Mr. Wentworth, when you will admit
that there are Americans who are more
clever than either that accountant or
that newspaper man. I don't think
your specimens are typical."
"1 don't 'run down,' as you call it, the
men because they are Americans. I
'run down' the accountant because he
was either ignorant or corrupt. I 'run
down' tho newspaper man because he
was a thief."
Miss Brewster was silent for a few
moments,. She was impressing on her
memory what he had said to her and
was anxious to get away, so that she
could write out in her cabin exactly
what had been told her. The sound of
the lunch gong gave her the excuse she
needed, so, bidding her victim a pleas
ant and friendly farewell, she hurried
from the deck to her stateroom.
There was one man on board the
Coloric to whom Wentworth had taken
an extreme dislike. His name was
Fleming, and he claimed to be a New
York politician. As none of his friends
or enemies asserted anything worse
about him, itmay be assumed that Flem
ing had designated his occupation cor
rectly. If Wentworth were asked what
he most disliked about the man he
would probably have said his offensive
familiarity. Fleming seemed to think
himself a genial good fellow, and he was
immensely popular with a certain class
in the smoking-room. He was lavishly
free with his invitations to drink, and
he always had a case of good cigars
in his pocket, which he bestowed with
great liberality. He had the habit of
slapping a man boisterously on the back
and saying: "Well, old fellow, how are
you? How's things?" He usually con
fided to his listeners that he was a self
made man, had landed at New York
without a cent in his pocket, and look
at him now.
Wentworth was icy toward this man,
but frigidity had no effect whatever on
the exuberant spirits of the New York
"Well, old man," cried Fleming to
Wentworth, as he came up to the latter
and linked arms affectionately. "What
lovely weather we are having for winter
"It i* good," said Wentworth.
"Good. It's glorious! Who would
have thought, when lea\ ing New York
in a snow storm as we did, that we would
run right into the heart of spring? I
hope you are enjoying your voyage?"
"You ought to. By the way, why are
you so awful stand-offish? Is it na
tural, or merely put on 'for this occa
"I do not know what yon mean by
"You know very well what I mean.
Why do you pretend to be so stiff and
formal with a fellow?"
"I am never stiff and formal with any
one unless I do not desire his acquaint-
Fleming laughed loudly. "I suppose
that's a personal hint. Well, it seems to
me, if this exclusiveness is genuine,
that you would be moie afraid of news
paper notoriety than of anything else."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because I can't, for the life of me,
see why you spend so much time with
'Dolly Dimple.' I am sure I don't know
why she is here, but I do know this,
that you will be served up to the ex
tent of two or three columns in the
Sunday Argus as sure as you live."
"I don't understand you."
"You don't? Why, it's plain enough
You spend all your time with her."
"I do not even know of whom you are
"Oh, come, now, that's too rich. Is
it possible that you don't know that
Miss Jennie Brewster is the one who
writes those Sunday articles over the
signature of 'Dolly Dimple?'
A strange fear came over Wentworth
as his companion mentioned the Argus.
He remembered it as J. K. Rivers' paper,
but when Fleming said Miss Brewster
was a correspondent of the Argus he
"III don't think 1 quite catch
your meaning," he stammered.
"Well, my meaning's, easy enough to
see. Hasn't she ever told you? Then
it shows she wants to do you up on
toast. You're not an English politician,
are ou You haven't any political se
crets that Dolly wants to get at, have
you Why, she is the greatest girl there
is in the whole United States for find
ing out just what a man doesn't want to
have known You know the secretary
of state"and here Fleming went on
to relate a wonderfully brilliant feat
of "Dolly's," but the person to whom he
was talking- had neither eyes nor ears.
He heard nothing and he saw nothing.
"Dear me," said rieming, drawing
himself up and slapping the other on
the back, "you look perfectly dum
ounded. I suppose I oughtn't to have
given Dolly away like this but she has
pretended all along that she didn't know
me, and so I got even with her. You
take my advice, and anything you
don't want to see in print don't you tell
Miss Brewster .that's all. Have a cigar?"
"No, thank you," replied the other,
"Better come in and ha\e a drink."
"No, thank you."
"Well, so long. Til see you later."
"It can't be true. It can't be true,"
Wentworth repeated to himself, with
deep consternation, but still with some
misgiving, warning him that, after all,
it might be true. With his hands
clasped behind him he walked up and
down, trying to collect himselftrying
to remember what he had told and what
he had not. As he walked along, heed
ing nobody, a, sweet voice from one of
the chairs thrilled him and he paused,
"Why, Mr. Wentworth, what is the
matter with you this morning? You
look as if you had seen a ghost."
Wentworth glanced at the young
woman seated In the chair, who was
gazing up brightly at him.
"Well," he said, at last, "I am not sure
but I have seen a ghost. May I sit
down beside you?"
"May you? Why of course you may.
I shall be delighted to have you. .Is
there anything wrong?"
"I don't know. Yes, I think there is."
"Well, tell it to me perhaps 1 can
help you. A woman's wit, you know.
What is the trouble?"
"May I ask you a few questions, Miss
"Certainly. A thousand of them if
you like and I will answer them all if
"Thank you. Will you tell me, Miss
Brewster, if you are connected with any
Miss Brewster "laughed her merry,
silvery, little laugh. "Who told you?
Ah! I see how it is. It was that crea
ture Fleming. I'll get even with him
for this some day. I know what office
he is after, and the next time he wants
a good notice from the Argus he'll get
it see if he don't. I know some things
about him that he would just as soon
not see in print. Why, what a fool the
man is! I suppose he told you out of
revenge, because I wouldn't speak to
him the other evening. Never mind, I
can afford to wait."
"Thenthen. Miss Brewster, it is
"Certainly it is true is there any
thing wrong about it? I hope you don't
think it is disreputable to belong to a
"To a'good newspaper, no to a bad
"Oh, I don't think the Argus is a bad
newspaper. It pays well."
"Then it is to the Argus that you be-
"May I ask, Miss Brewster, if there
is anything I have spoken to you about
that you intend to use in your paper?"
Again Miss Brewster laughed. "I
will be perfectly frank with you. I
never tell a lieit doesn't pay. Yes.
"Tou haven't any political aecrets that Dolly
wants to et at. have you"
The reason I am heic isbecauseyou are
here. I am here to find out what our
report on those mines will be, also
what the report of your friend will be.
I have found out."
"And do ou intend to use the infor
mation you have thus obtainedif I
may say itunder false pretenses?"
"My dear sir, j. ou are forgetting our
self. You must remember that you are
talking to a lady."
"A lady!" cried Wentworth in his
"Yes, sir, a lady and you must be
careful how jou talk to this lady.
There was no false pretense about it,
if you remember. What you told me
was in conversation I didn't ask you
for it. I didn't even make the first ad
vances toward your acquaintance."
"But you must admit, Miss Biew
ster, that it is very unfair to get a man
to engage in what he thinks is a private
conversation, and then to publish what
he has said."
"My dear sir, if that were the case,
how would we get anything for publi
cation that people didn't want to be
known? Why, I remember once, when
the secretary of state"
"Yes," interrupted Wentworth.weari
ly, "Fleming told me the story."
"Oh, did he Well, I'm sure I'm much
obliged to him Then I need not re
"Do you mean to say that you intend
to send to the Argus foi publication
what I have told you in confidence?"
"Certainly. As I said before, that is
what I am here for. Besides, there is
no 'in confidence' about it."
"And yet you pretend to be a truth
ful, honest* honorable woman?"
"I don't pretend it, I am."
"How much truth, then, is there in
your story that you are a millionaire's
daughter about to visit your father in
Paris, and accompany him from there
to the Riviera?"
Miss Brewster laughed brightly.
"Oh, I don't call fibs that a person has
to tell in the way of business untruths."
"Then probably you would not call
what Mr. J. K. Rivers, of your estimable
paper, did in Ottawa dishonorable?"
"Well, hardly. I think Rivers was not
justified in what he did, because he was
unsuccessful, that is all. I'll bet a dol
lar if I had got hold of those papers
they would have gone through to New
York but then J. K. Rivers is only a
stupid man, and most men are stupid,"
with a shy glance at Wentworth.
"I am willing to admit that, Miss
Brewster, if you mean me. There never
was a more stupid man than I have
"My dear Mr. Wentworth, it will do
you ever so much good if you come to a
realization of that fact. The truth is,
you take yourself much too seriously.
Now, it won't hurt you a bit to have
what I am going to have published in
the Argus, and it will help me a great
deal. Just you wait here tor a few mo
ments." With that she flung her book
upon his lap, sprang up, and vanished
down the companionway. In a very
short time she reappeared with sonv
sheets of paper in her hand.
"Now, you see how fair and honest I
am going to be. 1 am going to read you
what I have written. If there is any
thing in it that is not true, I will very
gladly cut it out and if there is any
thing more to be added, I shall be very
glad to add it. Isn't that fair?"
Wentworth was so confounded with
the woman's impudence that he cpuld
make no reply.
She began to read: "By an unex
plained stroke of enterprise, the New
York Argus is enabled this morning to
lay before its readers a full and exclu
sive Account of the report made by the
two English specialists, Mr. George
Wentworth and Mr. John Kenyon, who
were sent over by the London syndicate
to examine into the accounts and in
quire into the true value of the mines of
the Ottawa river." She looked up from
the paper and said, with an air of friend
"I shouldn't send that if I thought
the people at the New York and would
know enough to write it themselves
hut as the paper is edited by dull men,
and not by a sharp woman, I have to
make them pay 25 cents a word for
puffing their own. enterprise. Well, to
"When it is remembered that the ac
tion of the London syndicate will depend
entirely on the report of these two gen
"I wouldn't put it that way," inter
rupted Wentworth, in his despair. "I
would use the word 'largely' for 'entire-
"Oh, thank you," said Miss Brewster,
cordially. She placed the manuscript on
her knee, and with her pencil marked
out the word "entirely," substituting
"largely." The reading went on:
"When it is remembered that the action
of the London syndicate will depend
largely on the report of these two gen
tlemen, the enterprise of the Argus in
getting this exclusive information,
which will be immediately cabled to
London, may be imagined. (That is
the preliminary, you see and, as I said,
it wouldn't be necessary to cable it if
women were at the head of affairs over
there, which they are not.) Mr. John
Kenyon, the mining expert, has visited
all the mineral ranges along the Ottawa
river, and his report is that the mines
are very much what is claimed for them
hut he thinks they are not worked prop
erly, although, with judicious manage
ment and more careful mining, the prop
erties can be made to pay good divi
dends. Mr. George Wentworth, who is
one of the leading accountants of Lon
"I wouldn't say that, either," groaned
George. "Just strike out the words,
'one ,of the leading accountants of Lon-
"Yes?" said Miss Brewster "and
what shall I put in place of them?"
"Put in place of them, 'the stupidest
ass in London.'"
Miss Brewster laughed at that. "No
I shall put in what I first WTote: 'Mr.
George Wentworth, one of the leading
accountants of London, has gone
through the books of the different
mines He has made some startling
discoveries. The accounts have been
kept in such a way as to completely de
lude investors, and this fact will have a
powerful effect on the minds of the Lon
don syndicate. The books of the dif
ferent mines show a profit of about
$200,000, whereas, the actual facts of
the case are that there has been an an
nual loss of something like $100,000'M
"What's thatwhat's that?" cried
"Dollars, you know. You said 20,-
0C0. We put it in dollars, don't you
"Oh," said Wentworth, relapsing
'$100,000'where was I? Oh, yes.
'It is claimed that an American expert
went over the books before Mr. Went
worth, and that he asserted they were
all right. An explanation from this
gentleman will now be in order.'
"There," cried the young lady, "that
is the substance of the thing. Of
course, I may amplify a little more be
fore we get to Queenstown, so as to
make them, pay more money. People
don't value a thing that doesn't cost
them dearly. How do you like it? Is
"Perfectly correct," answered the
miserable young man.
"Oh, I am so glad you like it. I 'do
love to have things right."
"I didn't say I liked it."
"No, of course, you couldn't be ex
pected to say that, but I am glad you
think it is accurate. I will add a note
to the effect that you think it is a good
resume of your report."
"For heaven's sake, don't drag me
into the matter!" cried Wentworth.
"Well, I won't, if you don't want me
There was silence for a few moments,
during which the young woman seemed
to be adding commas and full-stops to
the manuscript on her knee. Went
worth cleared his throat two or three
times, but his lips were so dry that he
could hardly speak. At last he said:
"Miss Brewster, how can I induce you
not to send that from Queenstown to
The young woman looked up at him
with a pleasant, bright, smile.
"Induce me! Why, you couldn't do
itit couldn't be done. This will be
one of the greatest triumphs I have ever
achieved. Think of Rivers failing in it
and not accomplishing it!"
"Yes, I have thought of that," re
plied the young man, despondently.
"Now, perhaps jou don't know that the
full report was mailed from Ottawa to
our house in London, and the moment
we get to Queenstown I will telegraph
my partners to put the report in the
hands of the directors?"
"Oh, I know all about that," replied
Miss BreAvster "Rivera told me. He
read the letter that was inclosed with
the documents he took from your
friend^ Now, have you made any cal
culations about this voyage?"
"Calculations? 1 don't know what
"Well, I mean just this We will prob
ably reach Queenstown 04 Saturday
afternoon. This report, making allow
ance for the difference in the time, will
appear in the Argus on Sunday morn
ing. Your telegram will reach your
house or your firm on Saturday night,
when nothing can be done with it. Sun
day nothing can be done. Monday
morning, before your report will reach
the directors, the substance of whaChas
appeared in the Argvis will be in the
financial papers, cabled over to London
on Sunday night. The first thing your
directors will see of it will be in the
London financial papers on Monday
morning. That's what I mean, Mr. Went
worth, by calculating the voyage."
Wentworth said no more. He stag
gered to his feet and made his way as
best he could to the stateroom, groping
like a blind man. There he sat down
with his head in his hands, and there
his friend Kenyon found him.
John Kenyon, deserted by his only
friend on board, made no complaint,
nor did he endeavor to make up for his
loss by finding new acquaintances. He
was not a man who formed friendships
readily, but fate was kind to him, and
had already set about adjusting the
balance of profit and loss moreover
fate, who likes to do things in a fitting
manner, used the deserter as an in
Wentworth'a conscience seemed to
be troubling him because he left his
old friend so much alone going east,
whereas they had been constantly
together on the trip westward there
fore he considered it his duty to make
an apology to Kenyon every morning,
before placing himself for the rest of the
day under the fascinating influence of
"There is nothing you wish to talk
with me about, is there, Kenyon?"
asked Wentworth on one of these occa
sions, looking down at his friend seat
ed in his deck chair.
"Then you don't mindM
"Not in the least," interrupted Ken
yon, with a smile.
"I want you to do some energetic
thinking about our mine, you know,
so that you will be ready to open the
campaign when we reach London.
Thinking which is worth anything ia
best done in solitude, Kenyon, so 1 will
not bother you for an hour or two."
Again Kenyon smiled, but made no
reply, and Wentworth departed.
The elderly gentleman whose chair
was next to Kenyon's, looked round at
the young man when his friend men
tioned the mine and his name.
"Are you Mr. Kenyon, the mining ex-
pert?" he asked, when Wentworfh
"I am a mining engineer," answered
Kenyon, with some surprise.
"Did you go out to Canada to report
on mines there for the London syndi-
"Why do you ask?" said Kenyon, all
his native caution being aroused in a
moment, on hearing the astonishing
The elderly gentleman laughed. "Be-
cause I am, in a measure, responsible
for you," he said. "I am Mr. Long-
worthJohn Longworth, of the city
and a membeT of the London syndi
cate. Two names were proposed
Scotton's and yours. I voted for you
not that I knew anything about you,
but some of the others seemed very
anxious that Scotton should go, so I
thought it best to vote for you. There
fore, you see, as I said before, I am
partly responsible for jour being
"I hope you will not be dissatisfied
with the result, Mr. Longworth."
"I hope not myself. I can see that
you are a cautious man, and those who
recommended you vouched for your
capabilities, so with caution and ca
pacity a man should succeed. I intended
to visit the properties, but I was de
tained so long in the west that I did
not have time to go north. How did
you find the mines?"
"Since you complimented me on my
caution, Mr. Longworth, I should be
sorry to forfeit your good opinion by
answering your questions."
"Quite right quite right," said the
elderly gentleman, laughing again.
"That's one for you, and a very good
one, too. I must tell that to my daugh
ter and here she comes. EdHh, my
dear, this is Mr. Kenyon, who went
out to examine our mines. Curious,
isn't it, that we should have been talk
ing about them this very morning?
Mr. Kenyon, I call my daughter my
confidential man of business she has
been all over the world with me. I
never make any investments without
consulting her, so I warn you that she
will ask you more insidious questions
about the mines than I shall."
John Kenyon had risen to his feet
to greet the girl and to offer her his
"No, thank you," she said. "I want
to walk. I merely came to see if my
father was all right. I was very much
disappointed that we did not go to
Canada this time, as I wished to
see something of the snow-shoeing and
tobogganing there. I suppose there
was no tobogganing where you were?"
"Oh, yes," said Kenyon "even out
among the mines they had a tobog
gan slide, on which one trip satisfied
me and on several journeys I had to
wear snow-shoes myself."
"How interesting," said the girl.
And the ne^t thing John knew he was
walking the deck with her, relating his
experiences. This walk was the first
of many, and from that time forward
Kenyon did not miss his friend Went
Edith Longworth can hardly be called
a typical representative of the Eng
lish girl. She had an English girl's
education, but she had not the train
ing of the average English girl. She
had lost her mother early in life, which
makes a great difference in a girl's
training, however wealthy her father
may be and Edith's father was
wealthy,, there was no doubt of that.
Ask any city man about the standingof.
John Longworth, and you will learn
that the "house" is well thought of.
People said he was lucky, but John
Longworth asserted that there was ao
fcuch thing as duck in businessIn.'
which statement he was Very likely,
not correct. He had large investments
in almost every quarter of the globe.
When he went into a thing he went
into it thoroughly. People talk of the
inadvisability of putting all one's eggs
into one basket, but John Longworth.
was a believer in doing that very thing
and in watching the basket. Not that
he had all his eggs in one basket, or in
even one kind of a basket, but When
John Longworth was satisfied with thp
particular variety of basket presented
to him he put a large number of eggs
in it. When anything was offered for
investmentwhether it was a mine, a
brewery or a railwayJohn Longworth
took an expert's opinion, upon it, aad
then the chances were that he would
disregard the advice given. He was in
the habit of going personally to see
what had been offered to him. If five
enterprise were big enough he thought
little of taking a voyage to the other
side of the world for the sole purpose
of looking the investment over.
When Edith Longworth was pro
nounced finished, as far as education
was concerned, she became more and'
more the companion of her father.
She went with him on his long jour
neys, and so had been several times,
to America, once to the cape, and one
long voyage, with Australia as the ab
jective point, had taken her complete
ly around the world. She inherited)
much of her father's shrewdness, and1
there is no doubt that if Miss Long
worth had been cast upon her own re
sources she would have become an ex
cellent woman of business. She knew
exactly the extent of her father's in
vestments, and she was his confidante
in a way that few women are with
their male relatives. The old man had'
great faith in Edith's opinion, al
though he rarely acknowledged it. Hav
ing been together so much on such long
voyages, they naturally became, in a
way, boon companions. Thus Edith's*
education was very unlike that of the*
ordinary English girl a training which
caused her to develop into a different
kind of a woman than she would have
been if her mother had lived.
The friendship between Edith Long
worth and John Kenyon ripened so rap
idly that on the day Wentworth had Ma
last disquieting inteiview with Jennie
Brewster they also were discussing
mining properties, but in somewhatdif
ferent fashion. Ken\ on confided to the
girl that his own hopes and fears were
wrapped up in a mine.
After completing their work for the
London syndicate, the young men had
transacted a little business on their
own account. They visited together
a mica mine, which was barely pay
ing expenses, and which the owners
were anxious to sell. The mine was
owned by the Austrian Mining com
pany hose agent, Von Brent, had met
Kenyon in Ottawa. Kenyon's educated
eye had told him that the white
mineral they were placing on the dump
at the mouth of the mine was more
valuable than the mica for which they
were mining. Kenyon was scrupulously
honesta quality somewhat at a dis
count in the mining businessand it
seemed to him hardly fair that he
should take advantage of the ignorance
of Von Brent regarding the mineral on
the dump. Wentworth had some
trouble in overcoming his friend's scru
ples. He insisted that knowledge al
ways had to be paid for, in law, medi
cine, or mineralogy, and therefore that
they were perfectly justified in profit
ing by their superior wisdom. So it
came about that the oung men took to
England with them a three months'
option on the mine, which means that
for three months they were to have the
privilege of buying the property at a
certain figure named in the legal docu
ment which was called in the mining
language, the "option
"Well, I am sure," said Miss Long
worth, when Kenyon had given her afl
the details, "if you are confident that
the mine is a good one, \ou could see
no one who vv ould help ou more in that
way than my father. He has been look
ing at a brewer}' business in which he
thought of investing, and with which
he has concluded to have nothing to do,
so he will be anxious to find something
reliable to take its place. How much
would be required for the purchase of
the mine you mention
"I thought of asking 50,000 for it/'
said Kenyon, flushing as he thought of
his temerity in doubling the price of
the mine, and adding 10,000 to it.
However, Wentworth and he had esti
mated the probable value of the mine,
and had concluded that selling it at that
price, which would give them 30,000
to divide between them, they were sell
ing a mine which was really worth very
much more, and that would soon pay
tremendous dividends on the 50,000.
expected the young woman would
seem rather impressed by the amount.
He was therefore very much surprised
when she said:
"Fifty thousand pounds! Is that all?
Then I am afraid my father would have
nothing to do with it. He deals only
with large businesses, and a company
with a capital of but 50,000 I am sure
he would not look at."
"You speak of 50,000," said Kenyon,
"as though it were a trifle. To me it
seems an immense fortune."
"You are not wealthy, then?" said the
girl, with apparent interest.
"No," replied the young man "far
"I will speak to my father, if you like,
but I doubt if it would do much good.
Perhaps William might take it up. You
have not met my cousin yet, I think?"
"No. Is he the young man who sits
next to you at the table?"
"Yes, Except when there, he spends
most of his time in the smoking-room,
I believe. He is in father's office in
the city, and -we are both very anx
ious that he shall succeed in businesn,
That is why father took him with us