"About a shortage in the ore. You said the mine count did not agree with the figures as reported from the head office, sir."
Mr. Penton gazed shrewdly at his callers. Then he rose, and, closing the door leading into the dining room, returned to his chair.
"Well, lads," he said. "Have you come to see me on this subject?"
"Yes, sir."
"I suppose you think you might be able to solve the mystery?" This was said smilingly.
"We have solved it, sir."
"What?"
"I said we have solved it; at least, enough of it to make the rest comparatively easy."
"You astound me beyond words. Will you be good enough to tell me then the cause of this shortage?"