'
She suddenly held him at arm's length from her.
'You don't imagine for a moment, George Wentworth, that I came here
to-day for--for this.'
'Certainly not!' cried the honest young man, with much indignant fervour,
drawing her again towards him.
'Then it's all right. I couldn't bear to have you think such a thing,
especially--well, I'll tell you why some day. But I do wish you had a
title. Do they ever ennoble accountants in this country, George?'
'No; they knight only rich fools.'
'Oh, I'm so glad of that; for you'll get rich on the mine, and I'll be
Lady Wentworth yet.'
Then she drew his head down until her laughing lips touched his.
CHAPTER XXXII.
Although the steamship that took Kenyon to America was one of the
speediest in the Atlantic service, yet the voyage was inexpressibly
dreary to him. He spent most of his time walking up and down the deck,
thinking about the other voyage of a few weeks before. The one
consolation of his present trip was its quickness.
When he arrived at his hotel in New York, he asked if there was any
message there for him, and the clerk handed him an envelope, which he
tore open. It was a cable despatch from Wentworth, with the words:
'Longworth at Windsor. Proceed to Ottawa immediately. Get option renewed.
Longworth duping us.'
John knitted his brows and wondered where Windsor was. The clerk, seeing
his perplexity, asked if he could be of any assistance.
'I have received this cablegram, but don't quite understand it.
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