"Oh, no! The fellow is, thanks to you, Doctor, growing stronger and more impudent every day. The fact is, gentlemen, I have come over to see Mr Clive Reed. His brother is waiting down by the river. He would not come in, as they are not on good terms." The Major frowned. "As I am Mr Clive Reed's doctor, sir, I have a right to ask you what you want with him." "Simple matter of business, sir. I want him to come over and inspect the mine." "Not fit, sir. Too weak," said the Doctor sternly. "Bless my soul! my dear boy, are you mad?" "I hope not, Doctor," said Clive, as he entered the room, looking very white, but quite able to dispense with the stick he held in his hand. "Glad to see you about again, Mr Reed," said Wrigley at once, and he held out his hand; but it was not taken. "Mr Reed, I have come on behalf of the shareholders in the `White Virgin' mine." "Including yourself, sir, and Mr Jessop Reed?" said Clive coldly. "Of course," said Wrigley, with an assumption of frankness. "We stand to be heavy losers over the mine if the lost lode is not discovered. But perhaps you don't know that the rich vein has ended suddenly?" "I know everything in connection with the mine, sir," said Clive, as the Doctor watched him anxiously; but to his intense gratification saw nothing to cause him uneasiness. "That's well, sir. Then I will be quite plain with you, and ask you to let bygones be bygones, for I am sure that you, as an English gentleman, and one of our principal shareholders, wish for nothing but what is fair and right by all concerned." He ceased and waited for Clive to speak, but the engineer remained silent, and Wrigley went on-- "I should tell you, sir, that our foreman, Sturgess, has made the most careful investigations, both before his illness and since. He is hardly fit to be about." "Not fit," said the Doctor. "Exactly, sir; but he has insisted upon going down the mine during the past four days, and testing in different directions. Then, too, we have had the advice of an eminent mining engineer, Mr Benson, and unfortunately both give a decidedly adverse report. Well, sir, this is bad, but for my part I have great faith in your knowledge." "Which you showed, sir, by scheming with my brother to get me ousted from the post!" "An error in judgment, Mr Reed, due to an eager desire to make money. I made the mistake of choosing the wrong brother. I apologise, and you know that I have suffered for my blunder. But let us repair all the past for the sake of everybody concerned. Mr Clive Reed, in perfect faith that you will restore the `White Virgin' to her former prosperity, I, as a very large holder of shares, ask you to resume your position as manager and engineer. Tell me that you will do this, and I will at once go back to town, call an extraordinary meeting, and get your reappointment endorsed."