'I think your best plan is to see Longworth. The
chances are that a City man like him does not know the value of the
property; and, if you don't mind, I will write a letter to Mr. Wentworth
and give him my opinion on this mineral.'
'What shall I say to Longworth?'
'Say anything you like; you understand that kind of business better than
I. Here are the facts of the case. If we can get a controlling interest
in this mine, always supposing that it turns out mineral up to sample--I
suspect that this is a picked specimen; of course we should have to send
a man to America and see--if we could get hold of this property, it would
be the greatest feat in business we have ever done, provided, of course,
we get it at a cheap enough price.'
'What do you call a cheap enough price?'
'You find out what Longworth will sell the mine for.'
'But supposing Wentworth owns the mine, or as much of it as
Longworth does?'
'I think, somehow, that if you know Longworth you can perhaps make better
terms with him. Meanwhile I will send a letter to Wentworth. You have his
address there?'
'Yes.'
'Very well.'
Taking his pen, he dashed off the following letter:
'DEAR SIR,
'I regret to say that the mineral you left at our office yesterday is of
no value to us. We do not use mineral of this nature, and, so far as I
know, it is not used anywhere in England.
'Yours truly,
'ADAM BRAND.'
CHAPTER XIX.
The chances are that, no matter under what circumstances young Longworth
and Kenyon had first met, the former would have disliked the latter.
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