Why can you not spend some of your time talking with Mr. Kenyon
discussing arrangements, so that when you return to London you might be
prepared to put the mine on the market and bring out the company?'
'If I thought you were talking to me for my own sake, I would do what
you suggest; but I believe you are speaking only because you are
interested in Kenyon.'
'Nonsense! How can you be so absurd? I have known Mr. Kenyon but for a
few hours--a day or two at most.'
The young man pulled his moustache for a moment, adjusted his eyeglass,
and then said:
'Very good. I will speak to Kenyon on the subject if you wish it, but I
don't say that I can help him.'
'I don't ask you to help him. I ask you to help yourself. Here is Mr.
Kenyon. Let me introduce you, and then you can talk over the project at
your leisure.'
'I don't suppose an introduction is necessary,' growled the young man;
but as Kenyon approached them, Edith Longworth said:
'We are a board of directors, Mr. Kenyon, on the great mica-mine. Will
you join the Board now, or after allotment?' Then, before he could reply,
she said: 'Mr. Kenyon, this is my cousin, Mr. William Longworth.'
Longworth, without rising from his chair, shook hands in rather a surly
fashion.
'I am going to speak to my father,' said the girl, 'and will leave you to
talk over the mica-mine.'
When she had gone, young Longworth asked Kenyon:
'Where is the mine my cousin speaks of?'
'It is near the Ottawa River, in Canada,' was the answer.
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