'I wish you would get these papers copied for me, I suppose you have someone in the office who can do it?'
'Yes.'
'Then just have duplicates made of each of them. Good-morning, Mr. Wentworth.'
Wentworth mused for a few moments over the unexpected turn affairs had taken. He was very glad to get the assistance of Longworth; the name itself was a tower of strength in the City. Then, Kenyon's letter from the North was encouraging. Thinking of the letter brought the writer of it to his mind, so he took a telegraph-form from his desk, and wrote a message to the address given on the letter.
'Everything right. Longworth has joined us, and signed papers to assist in forming company.'
'There,' he said, as he sent the boy out with the message, 'that will cheer up old John when he gets it.'
CHAPTER XXII.
When John Kenyon returned from the North and entered the office of his friend Wentworth, he found that gentleman and young Longworth talking in the outer room.
'There's a letter for you on my desk,' said Wentworth, after shaking hands with him. 'I'll be there in a minute.'