'That's right. Let me see, your business with the London Syndicate is concluded now, is it not?'
'Yes, it is done with.'
'Ah, and what are you doing? Have you anything else on hand?'
'Well, that is what I wish to see you about.'
'Really?'
'Yes; I—you remember, perhaps, we had some talk about a mica-mine near the Ottawa River?'
'On my soul, I don't. You see, the voyage rather—that was on board ship, I suppose?'
'Yes,' said John, crossing over to the young man's desk and taking a chair beside him. The old gentleman now turned to his own papers, and left the two young men to talk together.
'Do you mean to say you don't remember a talk we had on deck once about a mica-mine?'
Young Longworth looked at him with a puzzled expression, as if he could not quite make out what he was talking about.