And so the days passed. Wentworth wrote again to Longworth at his office, and said they would wait for two days, and if he did not put in an appearance, before that time, they would go on forming the company as if he did not exist. To this no answer came, and Kenyon and Wentworth again held consultation in the sumptuous offices which had been chosen for them. 'No news yet, I suppose?' said Kenyon. 'None whatever,' was the answer. 'Very well; I have made up my mind what to do----' But before John Kenyon could say what he had resolved to do, the door opened, and there entered unto them Mr. William Longworth, with his silk hat as glossy as a mirror, a general trim and prosperous appearance about him, a flower in his buttonhole and his eyeglass in its place. 'Good-morning, gentlemen,' he said. 'I thought I should find you here, and so I did not call at your office, Wentworth. Ah,' he cried, looking round, 'this is the proper caper! These offices look even better than I thought they would. I just got back this morning,' he added, turning to his partners. 'Indeed,' said Wentworth, 'we are very glad to see you. How did you enjoy your trip to Paris?' The young man did not appear in the least abashed by this remark. He merely elevated his eyebrows, shrugged his shoulders, and said: 'Ah, well, as both of you are doubtless aware, Paris is not what it used to be. Still, I had a very good time there.' 'I'm glad of that,' said Wentworth; 'and did you see the gentlemen you expected to meet?' 'I must confess I did not. I did not think it was necessary. I have five or six men interested already, practically pledged to furnish all the capital.' And, saying this, he walked round the desk at which they stood, and sat down, throwing the right leg across the left and clasping his knee in his hands. 'Well, what has been done during my absence? The mine floated yet?' 'No,' said Wentworth; 'the mine is not yet floated. Now, Mr. Longworth, the time has come for plain speaking. You have gone off to Paris without a word of warning to us at a very critical time, and you have not answered any of the letters I sent to you.' 'Well, my dear boy, the reason was that I expected every day to get back here, and each day was detained a little longer.' 'Very good; the point I want to impress upon you is this--time is getting short. If we are going to form this company, we have to set about it at once.' 'My dear fellow,' said Longworth, in an expostulating tone of voice, 'that is exactly what I told myself. The time _is_ getting short, as you say. Of course, as I said when I joined you, I cannot give my whole time to this. We are equal partners, and the fact that I had to leave for a few days should not interrupt the business we have on hand. What did you expect to do if I had not been a partner at all?'