White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1915-09-12
CHAPTER VII.
Some Class.


n Jackie caught his breath. but
stood the shock nobly. beam
ing upon her with gallant ado
ration until she had quite fin
isbed: then he replied. A shade of dis
tress crossed her face when he began.
and it deepened as he continued.
When he had finished she said family.
Thank you" and Charlie. glowing
with pride over her accomplishment.
pulled a five dollar bill from bis waist
coat pocket and handed 1t n%onchalant-
ly over his shoulder to Blackie. There
was some class TO the girls he could
win. and 1t tool a man Of class to win
a girl OF such class,
Blackie. his eyes distended at the
sight of that green paper ms If some
one had offered to pull his nose. was
about to make hasty tracks away from
that table when n hand touched his ell
bow and n voice. which be instantly
recognized. addressed him as .Signore
Matteo.'
Turning. Blackie beheld. with a sink
ing heart. the dark visage of Umberto.
ia wlessly dressed except for his bear I'd
and once more a stream of limpid
Italian assailed bis ears. Distinctly
confused. B,ackie pointed hastily to
his throat and hurried back into the
kitchen for comfort. But Henri. in q
white coat and a huge white apron
that came up TO his neck. was busy
among the stewpans. measuring and
weighing with chemical exactness.
what troubles. monsieur?" he ask
ed perfunctorily. though he frowned
slightly as he noted the distinguished
chefs lassitude
Money" replied Blackie d~isgustedly.
I've been lodging 1t all night | wish
you'd 20 u and get it and let me
stay here and boil eggs"
impossible" returned Henri quickly.
brought to a realization of how busy
he was. II am with my own hands
preparing the dinner for Mr.. Walling-
ford and his friends You should be
on the floor"
Buckles head Strengthened with a
jerk. That last remark Of Henri's had
been peremptory. and. indeed, for a
neeting second Henri had almost for
gotten that he was o talking to a
paid officer OF his army. Blackie felt
his neck beginning to swell and moved
Out Of the hot Kitchen.
The hall Of dazzling light vas still
ablaze with gayety. and he tried to
walk straight through II without a
turn OF his head to the right or to the
left; but. try AS he would. he could not
escape the now angry face Of Umber-
to. who. as he passed. shook a dark
forefinger at him and Kissed:
"Royalistw
That was "A slight relief: but. as he
passed the length OF the dining room.
there was still the table Of jovial faced
Jim wallingford to pass That unprin-
cipled scoundrel. dining with Hickey
and the directors and their wives. now
added a probable bitten ear to his list
of future casualties by swapping his
fingers sharply as Blackie came
abreast. The signal could not be *
nored.
'vittoreo,' called Wallingford In the
tone of friendly holiness he would use
10 n favorite trusted butler.
Blackie's Impulse was to stride
straight on. hut there sat the pleased
directors ~ the Cafe Haut watching
the well known and justly famous Wit
toreo Matteo. and Rlackie never yet
had thrown the game Wallingf0rd
that and counted OH 1t. doggone
him.
"yas. SIR said Blackie. wheeling.
and. searching anxiously but hopelessly
under the bottom hem OF his waist
for n pin. he approached and lean
ed over Wallingford's chair.
'vittoreO." directed J. Rufus In the
suave tones Of u kind muster. Il think
there Is a little too much draft in here
from those top windows. wish you
would see to IT."
Yes. sir" strangled Blackie. feeling
under the right lapel Of his coat. No
pin.
And. vittoreo?"
Yes, SIR"
Il wish you would get me a foot
yves. sir" Blackie felt under the
other lapel.
.svtfforeor p callad Hickey.