White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1915-02-14

nostrfls when Mrs. Darnell knocked on
the door and entered slowly She had
changed her street gown for a negligee.
which instantly caught the girls ap
%preciatiye eye
You pol beautiful" she said quick
ly. Jean Darnell turned her tawny
eyes on her aud smiled family.
II am not usually up until noon," she
responded. and am getting old, my
dear" She threw out her jeweled
hands with a sparkling gesture of half
comic resignation Ruth laughed.
John Dorr says everybody gets old
in New York. Don't you like himT"
Mrs Darnell looked into the clear
eyes of the girl and almost failed to
follow her baser instinct But at that
loose throat she saw the heavy gold OF
1.-The Master Key As II II had SUI
pernatural powers. the sight of that
key locked the door OF her heart OF
course | like John" she said easily.
I'VE must get everything fixed up now.
George will be here-George Everett,
of course. | mean tonight. and you
and he can talk the business over"
"You know. we simply must have
the money" Ruth returned earnestly.
The mine isn't paying now, but John
knows where we can lind the mother
lode again: then well all be rich"
"Ahi" said Jean Darnell. You're
selling stock, | presumeY
" own It ALL" Ruth returned proud
u. Its my min My father left q
to me when he died" She did not So
the sullen hatred that slowly damned
until Jean Darnell's eyes fairly blazed
In her own room she stood q moment
brea thless. Then she tore Oh her tescy
negIigee in an intensity of Silent rage
and despair. seen only BY the unexcfted
eyes Of the god whom she had de6ed.
Il II wtckedness, not virtue. which
b theatrical, and at thie moment Jean
Darnell iung herself into her evil pa.
sion with all the abandon Ut the tragO
dian. only her voice was almost inau-
dible: TON Gallon. rom Gallon, dead
though you are. III have reveneof'
When her fury had spent itself-and.
like all physically indoIent women. she
could not yield LONG to emotion-she
prepared her campaign.
First she called up George Drake and
mad certain that he would be at her
home for dinner that evening. Then
she called up two old ac%quaintances
who were always glad to ill empty
chairs at her well set table. This set
tied. she again sought Ruth and per-
suaded her from going down immedi
ately to Eyerett's office.
you must be very tired. my DEAR"
Mrs. Darnell purred AMI. anyway.
you know. in New York young ladies'
do not go about nnescorted to mems
business offices. and cannot go with
you until tomorrow OF next day
THAT will be too late" cried Ruth.
Mrs Darnell opened her eyes wide.
as II in surprise mir Everett is CON-
ing to dinner tonight she said sooth-
ingly. "You can talk business to your
hearts content right here"
THAT will be much better" said
Ruth
When her hostess was gone she
stood by the window trying TO think
more calmly OF all that had happened
since she had left The Master Key"
mine, but one thought was prominent:
What was John Dorr doingT" She
recalled that there was three hours
difference In time II was 10Y z O'Clock
In New York. and II was only II In 81
lent Valley. Tom Kane would be just
making his final preparations for din
ner. and she could almost smell the
DIOR of his coffee. These homely de
tails occupied her mind tenderly for an
hour: then she caught up and dressed
herself for the street again
She had barely finished when the
maid came In with tea. followed by
Mrs. Darnell
My child, what In the world are you
going to dof" asked Jean Look.
well have ten together
Il was going out fol a walk Ruth
responded "You know | have never
beer In New York. and II seems q
shame to waste this line afternoon
Anyway. / want some fresh air.
Mrs. Darnell looked al heI thought
fully and smiled presently In IA way
that made Ruth flush II seemed to
convict her OF d~iscourtesy TO her hos
tess You had best haye tear and
the girl obediently removed her bat
and jacket and sat down..
Ii seemed to her that h rest OF the
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