The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1900-01-18


thinking hard things of me ever since
we last met
I've tried to-" replied Wentworth.
Nov that's what call honest; be-
sides l like the implied compliment.
think it's very neat, indeed. I'm really
very, very sorry that THAT things
happened as they did. wouldn't have
blamed you if you had used exceeding
~ strong language about it at the
time"
Il must confess that did,
"Ah,' said Jennie, with a sigh, you
men have so many comforts denied to
US women. But I came here for an
other purpose; if I had merely wanted
to apologize think would have writ
ten. 1 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
and innocently. Poor George felt tina.
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, eproachfully. II am asking
for my own satisfaction entirely, and
not for my paper. Besides, 1 tell you
frankly what | 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 to
me alone? I have no right to speak OF
{: 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, | 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 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 man talking.
and you learn everything he knows
besides ever so much more that he
doesn't"
Miss Brewster had abandoned her
very talkative attitude, with it's sug-
gestion of confidential relations, and
had removed her elbows from the ia
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:
II wonder if Kenyon would tell me
about the mine?'
"Iou might ask him"
>'SS ~ "oOIOA w dtIS SOOu, SIG
continued, gently shaking her head.
He's one of your silent men, and there
are so few of them in this world! Per-
haps I 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
that Wentworth, in spite of his help
less anger, smiled grimly.
Jennie raised her head, but the sight
of his perplexed countenance was too
much for her, and it was some time be-
fore her merriment allowed her to
speak. At last she said: .-.. .-..s.
"Wouldn't you like to take me by the
shoulders and put me out of the room.
Mr.. Wentworth"