"No, no," said Jenvie. "Let us sell 20,000 shares to be delivered in three months at ten shillings. We can send Emanuel and get it at four or five shillings." After weighing the matter in every way they decided to increase the amount and sell 30,000 shares. The offer was taken, the money paid, and the contract to deliver the 30,000 shares in three months was signed by Jenvie, Hamlin & Co. Then each, unknown to the other, sold 10,000 shares more short. The fact was wired to Sedgwick at once. He showed Grace the dispatch and said: "My enchantress, that will leave your mother's husband and Rose's mother's husband bankrupt if we wish it; what shall we do?" "How will it do so?" asked Grace. "In three months that stock will be worth L5 per share," said Sedgwick. "See what it will require to produce 60,000 shares to fulfill their contract." "What did they obtain from Jack?" asked Grace. "Almost L90,000," said Sedgwick. "Well," said Grace, "I know very little of business, but it seems to me if they would make that good with the year's interest, it would be about right, inasmuch as it is a family matter." "You little bunch of wisdom and justice!" said Sedgwick. "To make them do just that thing was what I started to Africa for." CHAPTER XXVIII. CONVALESCENT. The "Pallas" had been in port twenty days before Jordan began to sit up, a few minutes at a time. He was still very weak, but his face was transfigured by an almost divine light. It was reflected radiance from the eyes of Margaret Hazleton. The doctor had thrown away his medicine, telling Jordan that all he needed was good nursing and as much food as his stomach could assimilate. It was a happy little company. Jordan and Mrs. Hazleton, Sedgwick and his wife, the doctor and Captain McGregor--for the ship had been left with the first officer, and the captain had turned nurse to relieve Sedgwick. A week later Jordan could sit up most of the day, and Captain McGregor had begun to absent himself two or three hours every afternoon. About this time Browning's dispatch was received. Sedgwick was needed in London. What was best to do? He prepared a statement of the mine, signed it and got Jordan to sign it, and he shipped the bullion to a well-known Paris banking house. Nothing held him back except Jordan's illness. He was growing anxious, and his wife, who watched his every mood, quickly discovered it. So soon as she did, she went to him, put an arm around one of his, and said. "What is it, love? What is it that is troubling you?" He explained that he ought to be in London, but Jordan was yet too weak to travel, and he could not leave him--not for twenty mines. Grace thought the matter over for two or three minutes, and then said cheerfully: "I have it, husband! We will get a nurse for the dear man. I will remain, and Margaret and myself and the nurse can see to him, and will follow you when he can travel." Sedgwick looked at her fondly for a moment, and then said: