Chapter 23: RescueTwo miners were standing next to the table where Margareatha played her endless game of solitaire. Dirt from the floating dust of the mines was ground into any exposed pore and under their fingernails. Their clothes were sweat stained and dust covered. The younger one was grinning and smirking, occasionally winking at those on the side. The older one's beard was streaked with grey and he bent over the table, raising his voice as Margareatha had ignored his first invitation.
“I said you're wasting your time with them cards. You need to come with me and enjoy the evening. Hell, I'll even buy you another glass of brandy seeing as how that one's almost empty.”
Margareatha raised her copper eyes enough to flick a glance at the man. “Go away.” She resumed her game.
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