The parasol broke with a sharp snap, and the girl murmured 'Oh!' but the murmur was faint. 'Never mind the parasol,' he said, pulling it from between them and tossing it aside; 'I'll get you another.' 'Reckless man!' she gasped; 'you little know how much it cost, and I think, you know, I ought to have been consulted--in an--in an--affair of this kind--George.' 'There was no time. I acted upon your own advice--promptly. You are not angry, Jennie, my dear girl, are you?' 'I suppose I'm not, though I think I ought to be; especially as I know only too well that I held my heart in my hand the whole time, almost offering it to you. I hope you won't treat it as you have treated the sunshade.' He kissed her for answer. 'You see,' she said, putting his necktie straight, 'I liked you from the very first, far more than I knew at the time. If you--I'm not trying to justify myself, you know--but if you had, well, just coaxed me a little yourself, I would never have sent that cable message. You seemed to give up everything, and you sent Kenyon to me, and that made me angry. I expected you to come back to me, but you never came.' 'I was a stupid fool. I always am when I get a fair chance.' 'Oh no, you're not, but you do need someone to take care of you.' 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. Where is Windsor?' 'Oh, that means the Windsor Hotel. Just up the street.' Kenyon registered, told the clerk to assign him a room, and send his baggage up to it when it came. Then he walked out from the hotel and sought the Windsor.