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And I'm General Grant. This lady hyer is Florence Nightingale or Martha Washington, I disremember which." Miss Kinney laughed. "Whichever she is she's very very tired," she said. "I think I'll accept your offer to see me to the hotel, Mr. Neill." She nodded a careless good night to the mine-owner, and touched the horse with her heel.
But first Miss O'Neill and I are going for a little side trip." All three of them looked at him in sharp surprise. Gordon opened his lips to answer and closed them again without speaking. Sheba had flashed a warning to him. "I hope this trip isn't very far off the trail," she said quietly. "I'm just a wee bit tired." "It's not far," the mine-owner said curtly. He was busy unpacking his sled.
While Gordon was untangling the dogs she was left alone for a minute with the mine-owner. The hungry look in his eyes touched her. Impulsively she held out her hand. "You're going to be fair, aren't you, Mr. Macdonald? Because you don't like him you won't ?" He looked straight into the dark, appealing eyes. "I'm going to be fair to Robert Milton," he told her harshly.
They had been with each other at dinner and had later left the hotel together. The name of the man who had been so friendly with old Holt was Gordon Elliot and Elliot not only was another enemy of Macdonald, but had very good reasons for getting out of the country just now. The strong jaw of the mine-owner stood out saliently as he gave short, sharp orders to men in the crowd.
The mine-owner himself, a pudgy little man with a bald spot on top of his head and a corner-grocery point of view carefully tucked away inside of it an outlook upon life which was a survival from his hard-working past would willingly have dodged, but Mrs. Weatherford was inexorable. There were two grown daughters and a growing son, and it was for these that she was socially ambitious.
Dunke's party left for the mine on schedule time, Water-proof coats and high lace-boots had been borrowed for the ladies as a protection against the moisture they were sure to meet in the tunnels one thousand feet below the ground. The mine-owner had had the hoisting-engine started for the occasion, and the cage took them down as swiftly and as smoothly as a metropolitan elevator.
The mine-owner declined rather brusquely an invitation to stay to dinner on the plea that he had business at the office which would not wait. Impulsively Sheba held out both her hands to him. "Believe me, I am thanking you with the whole of my heart, my friend. And I'm praying for you the old Irish blessing, 'God save you kindly."
He is not the miner, who is sharp enough to ask for the necessities of existence. He is not the mine-owner, who is sharp enough to get a great deal more, by selling his coal at the best possible moment. He is not the aristocratic politician, who has a cynical but a fair sympathy with both economic opportunities.
"As I have told you before, I've discovered Lidgerwood's weakness he can't call a sudden bluff. Rufford's play the play I told him to make was to get the drop on him, scare him up good, and chase him out of town out of the country. He overran his orders and went to jail for it." "Well?" said the mine-owner.
Trappème had been so short a time in Townsville, she had contrived to learn a very good deal, not only about people in the town itself, but in the surrounding districts, and knew that Grainger was a wealthy mine-owner, had a sister staying with him on a visit and was a bachelor.
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