The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1897-01-12
THE MISTRESS
of theg Mine.
or AWoman = lntervenes.
sRobert Barre
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CHAPTER XIX.-CONTINUED.
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copyright. 1895. by Robert Bar.]

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A glimmer of a smile lowered about
the red lips of a girl, smile hardly
perceptible, but giving an effect to her
clear complexion, as if a sunbeam had
crept into the room and it's reflection
had lit up her face.
81 have come to apologize, Mr.. Went
WORTH" she said at last. 81 find it n
very difficult thing to do, and, as don't
know just how to begin, I'll plunge
right into it."
'You don't need to apologize to me
for anything, Miss Brewster" replied
Wentworth rather stif1y.
''Oh, yes, do. Don't make it harder
than it is by being too frigidly polite
sbout it, but say you accept the
apology, and that you're sorry-no-I
don't mean that should say that
you're sure I'm sorry, and that you
know l won't do it again"
Wentworth laughed, and Miss
Brewster joined him.
There" she said, that's ever SO
much better. / suppose you've been
thinking hard things of me ever since
we last met"
''I've tried to-" replied Wentworth.
Now that's what l call honest; be-
sides 1 like the implied compliment.
think it's very neat, indeed. I'm really
very, very sorry that THAT things
happened as they did 1 wouldn't have
blamed you if you had used exceeding
~ strong language about it at the
time
81 must confess that did,
"Ah,' said Jennie, with sigh, you
men have so many comforts denied to
US women. But l came here for an
other purpose; if I had merely wanted
to apologize think would have writ
ten. l want some information which
you can give me, if you like"
The young woman rested her elbows
on the table, with her chin in her
hands, gazing across at him earnestly
it would be impossible to refuse any
thing of those large beseeching eyes.
Il want you to tell me about your
mine"
All the geniality that had gradually
come into Wentworth's face and man
ner vanished instantly.
$50 this is the old business over
again." he said.
How can you say that!" cried
Jennie, reproachfully. 81 am asking
for my own satisfaction entirely, and
not for my paper. Besides, 1 tell you
frankly what l want to know, and
don't try to get it by indirect means
by false pretenses-as you once said.
''How can you expect me to give you
information that does not belong t.
me alone? 1 have no right to speak o;
e business which concerns others with
out their permission"
'Ah, then there are at least two others
concerned in the mine," said Jennie,
gleefully. kenyon is one, 1 know,
who is the other?"
Miss Brewster, will tell you moth
ing"
"But you have told me something al
ready. Please go on and talk, Mr..
Wentworth-about anything you like
and | shall soon find out all l want to
know about the mine
She paused, but Wentworth re-
manned silent, which, indeed, the be-
wildered young man realized was the
only safe thing to do.
''They speak of the talkativeness of
women Miss Brewster went on, as if
soliloquizing, but it is nothing to that
of the men, Once set a man talking
and you learn everything he knows
besides ever so much more that he
doesn't"
Miss Brewster had abandoned her
very tallzative attitude, with its sug-
gestion of confidential relations, and
had removed her elbows from the la
BILE. sitting now back in her chair gaz-
ing dreamily at the dingy window
which let the light in from the dingy
court. She seemed to have forgotten
that Wentworth was there, and said
more to herself than to him:
81 wonder if Kenyon would tell me
about the mine?'
"You might ask him.
'sNo. it wouldn't do any good" she
continued. gently shaking her head.
Hes one of your silent men, and there
are so few of them in this world! Per
haps had better go to William Long
worth himself; he is not suspicious of
me-
And as she said this she threw a
quick glance at Wentworth, and the
unfortunate young mans face at once
told her that she had hit the mark.
She bent her brow over the table and
laughed with such evident enjoyment