Field nodded. Latterly he had noticed that upon request people
generally found that they were able without apparent inconvenience to
get over to his employer's office at almost any time. "Yes, sir," he
answered promptly, "I managed to see Mr. Frost personally, and he said
that he'd be here sharp at half past ten."
"Thank you very much, Bert," said Gordon. "That's very good indeed. I
think there's nothing more just now. I may ring a little later if I
want you. If you will just keep on the lookout for Mr. Frost, and as
soon as he comes show him right in."
Field nodded and withdrew, appearing again at the end of fifteen
minutes to usher in Mr. William D. Frost, widely known as one of the
three highest-priced mining experts in the United States. Mr. Frost,
as usual, was true to his word, for the clock struck the half hour
sharply just at the moment that his spectacled, benevolent face
appeared in the doorway.
Gordon rose quickly. "My dear Frost," he cried, "I'm delighted to see
you back. You look as fit as possible. Come right in and make yourself
comfortable."
Frost shook hands, followed Gordon into the inner office, and took the
proffered arm-chair which Gordon drew up in front of the pleasant
warmth of the open fire. He was a short, stout man, whose round, ruddy
face and twinkling eyes gave not the slightest indication of the
really remarkable brain within. One might perhaps have classed him as
a traveling man, possibly as a prosperous manufacturer, as a long shot
one might even have risked the guess that he had about him something
of the magnetism of the successful politician, but the part of the
mining expert scarcely seemed to fit. Leaning far back in his chair,
legs crossed, the finger-tips of either hand touching one another, he
threw Gordon a quick glance of inquiry. "All ready?" he queried, and
then, as Gordon nodded, he began with characteristic directness and
precision to speak.
"A," he said, much as if his whole subject had been neatly typewritten
and docketed in his orderly brain, "Preliminary recapitulation, if we
may so term it. And subdivision one of same, my part in the
enterprise."
He paused for an instant, and then continued. "Six months ago you
intrusted me with what we might designate as a kind of roving
commission. My task was to locate for you, within the limits of North
America, a genuine gold, silver or copper mine, or rather, to be
perfectly explicit, not exactly a mine, but a claim or prospect, with
such excellent possibilities attaching to it that one might easily
make of it, with proper development, a first-class producing and
dividend paying proposition. In a word, what you wished me to find for
you was a mine in embryo? Am I so far correct?"
Gordon nodded. "Absolutely correct," he answered good-humoredly. "No
lawyer could state the facts more clearly, or more concisely."
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