'
'Would you say anything about it if you were in my place?'
'Oh, I don't know. If we were certain it was all right--if you are sure
he _is_ a member of the syndicate, and he happens to ask you about it, I
scarcely see how you can avoid telling him.'
'It would be embarrassing; so I hope he won't ask me. We should not speak
of it until we give in our reports. He knows, however, that you are the
accountant who has that part of the business in charge.'
'Oh, then you have been talking with him?'
'Just a moment or two, after his daughter introduced me.'
'What did you say his name was?'
'John Longworth, I believe. I am sure about the Longworth, but not about
the John.'
'Oh, old John Longworth in the City! Certainly; I know all about him. I
never saw him before, but I think we are quite safe in telling him
anything he wants to know, if he asks.'
'Breakfast, gentlemen,' said the steward, putting his head in at the
door.
After breakfast Edith Longworth and her cousin walked the deck together.
Young Longworth, although in better humour than he had been the night
before, was still rather short in his replies, and irritating in his
questions.
'Aren't you tired of this eternal parade up and down?' he asked his
cousin. 'It seems to me like a treadmill--as if a person had to work for
his board and lodging.'
'Let us sit down then,' she replied; 'although I think a walk before
lunch or dinner increases the attractiveness of those meals wonderfully.
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