Dress is that of a typical businessman but can go casual when necessary or when he is not working in the hotel or on hotel business.
He is clean-shaven. Light tan complexion due to his horse riding activities.
Gets his looks and colouring from his father's side.
Weight: 170 pounds
Traits & Characteristics
Easy Going; Intelligent; Callousness; Practical; Humble; Loyal and supportive
Can be adventurous but is sensible when taking risks. He gets all the facts and information needed before making a decision (investigative nature). He also learns a lot from just being quiet, watching and listening to what is going and only steps in when he sees the need to or someone is in danger/trouble. Matt is courteous and respectful to most people. Is a bit of a ladies' man.
He believes in justice and doesn't like those who take advantage of those in less fortunate circumstances.
Even though he has been married, he has never been in love - a fact he realised soon after his marriage to Louisa, when he found out that she was not what she claimed she was. From this experience he has learnt to be more cautious where is heart is concerned and not to be easily taken in by a woman who pushes all the right buttons (for him) and/or uses her charms to get what she wants.
Negative traits are that he can be intolerant and callous at times (depending on the situation and person). Due to the nature of his work and his past he has learnt to hide his true emotions when needed.
Approachable; efficient; open-minded; calm.
Belle-St. Regis Hotel (Owner/Manager)
Improving or implementing services. Generally, running a profitable business and keeping the 5-star rating. He likes to arrive unannounced so that he can see how things really are.
U.S. Secret Service (Agent)
Gathering evidence on the Steelgraves and keeping on eye on region for the Secret Service.
Can hold his own in a fist fight. He is a good shot but not a fast gun.
Hobbies & Interests
Reading; horse riding (exploring his surroundings)
Aliases / Nicknames
Belle-St. Regis Hotel, Kalispell
Kith & Kin
| FAMILY |
Spouse / Partner
Louisa - died April 1865 (married in 1863). Louisa married Matt for the Wentworth name and money. She continued her lifestyle, which was easy as Matt was away at the war. She had many lovers before and after her marriage. She was killed by the wife of one her lovers.
Charles Albert Wentworth (an influential person in political and social circles in Washington D.C. i.e. the man behind the scenes pulling the strings). Hopes one day to have a son who will enter politics so that he gain more influence.
Rebecca Mary Wentworth (nee Martin)
Michael Robert Wentworth (born 1843)
Samuel Martin Wentworth (born 1845)
Charles Albert Wentworth Jr. (born 1855)
Mary Alice Wentworth Barlow (born 1850)
In the process of getting to know new ones.
January 1840 - September 1858: Born the eldest of five children to Charles and Rebecca Wentworth. His father worked as aide to a number of senators and is considered an important man to know if you want to get ahead in Washington. His childhood was uneventful. Matt's father wanted him to go to Yale to become a lawyer and as dutiful son he did so.
September 1858 - May 1861: Attended Yale Law School (did not graduate in an act of defiance against his father). He knew after the first semester of law school that this is not what he wanted to do. After living a secluded life in Washington, college had opened his eyes to other possibilities. He tried on numerous occasions to convince his father to let him travel so that he could work out what he wanted from life but his father was adamant that he stay in school.
May 1861 - August 1865: Seeing an opportunity to get out and see the world, he left school to join the US Army to fight in The Civil War. Due to his college education, he become a junior Lieutenant, later a Captain. It was also during this time that he started developing an interest in investing and buying land and hotels.
September 1863 - April 1865: Married to Louisa, who was killed by the wife of one of her lovers. The marriage was over long before the time of her death, which occurred while he was at the Battle of Appomattox Station.
August 1865: Joined the newly formed Secret Service (Treasury Department) in combating counterfeit U.S. currency. Later, he became involved in investigating federal crimes. He now uses his business interests as means of gaining access to those who have come under suspicion in order to gather evidence to convict them.
Present 1875: Has been sent to Kalispell to keep a watch (as well as being a contact for other operatives that may be in the area) and gather any evidence to convict those who may be behind a number of suspicious activities in the area over the last few years. Buying the hotel presented a golden opportunity to get into the town and the community.
Place of Birth: Washington D.C.
Yale Law School (3 years) - quit and joined the US Army at the start of the Civil War.
"I'll make sure to tell the cook. He will be pleased to hear that his efforts weren't in vain."
Not missing Hannah's glance at the family, Mike smiled reassuringly. Hannah was like any other woman in that she too longed for a family of her own. Whether or not, he was the man was something he didn't want to think about at the moment. For now, he would enjoy a pleasant meal with a beautiful woman. Instead, he opted to ask her about her future plans. "If Marshal Guyer does decide to let you go, have you thought about other employment? I only ask this because if you need any help I will be only too happy to oblige. In fact, after the winter and when I've had more time to learn about the hotel, I may be..."
He put his hand up in order to stop Hannah from replying, "Before I say what I was going to say, I have been thinking about this for a while, so it's not because I feel sorry for you. Far from it. I think you are not only beautiful but intelligent as well. You have to be in order to do a job such as Deputy Marshal. The job I have in mind is as assistant manager but this only a possibility. I haven't quite decided whether or not to hire someone yet. All I ask is that if and when the time comes that you would at least think about it. "
"Kindness has nothing to do with it. I'm not one for giving out platitudes. If I think a woman is beautiful, I will tell her. " He raised his glass in a toast, "And you Miss Cory are indeed beautiful. It's a shame that you have to hide it."
After taking a sip of sherry, Matt turned around and saw that the waiter was bringing their meals. Smiling, he returned his gaze to Hannah, "It looks like O'Malley has gone to special lengths today. Maybe it's time I stopped calling him a cook and start calling him a chef."
As he waited for the waiter to place the meals on the table, Matt wondered what the next step would be. Hannah Cory was indeed lovely, and he wouldn't mind getting to know her better. However, there was the problem of why he was truly here. He didn't want to lead Hannah on when there was the possibility of him leaving when his mission for the service was over. With his brothers arriving that decision would now be complicated even further. Did he really want to start something he wouldn't be able to see through all the way?
When the waiter had left them, Matt encouraged Hannah to be the one to take the first bite. "Let me know if you like it or not. As the owner of this establishment, I'm always eager to hear what people think about what we do here."
Matt nodded, "Very well. It seems Mr. Simpson may have over-reacted in this case. He has a very nervous disposition. In light of this misunderstanding, may I offer you a couple of complimentary drinks from our bar?"
What he didn't need what to make any trouble with the Steelgraves and anybody who worked for them. His mission and his business depended on staying in the good books of the Steelgraves for as long as possible. Going off half-cocked over a minor incident was not an option.
Walter cleared his throat. "Miss Steelgrave, two of your men wish to speak to you on an urgent matter. They are waiting down in the lobby for you."
Walter flattened his shirt and cleared his throat. "If you'll just wait here a moment."
Calmly he walked out from behind the counter and instead of heading upstairs, he went straight into the dining room. This was a situation he didn't want to handle alone. After finding his boss in the kitchen and appraising him of the situation, he then made his way upstairs. It was better to be safe than sorry in this type of situation. If Miss Steelgrave wasn't happy when he relayed the message then knowing that Mr. Wentworth was aware of what was going on would help.
Knocking on the door of her room, he waited for an answer.
Meanwhile, Matt had made his way back into the hotel lobby. Seeing the two men, he smiled as he went over to them. "Gentlemen, I do hope there isn't anything wrong. As you know at the Belle, we value our guests' privacy and don't like to disturb them unnecessarily."
He paused for a moment, before continuing, "I also don't like my employees being roughed up in any way. May I suggest that you think about this before you ask for any assistance in the future."
Matt waved to one of the waiters and requested the glass of water for Hannah. As they waited, he answered her. "Yes, the hotel is doing well. I plan to make some improvements in the Spring but until then what we do have here is in good condition."
The waiter returned with glass of water and placed it front of Hannah. He remarked that the meal would be served shortly and then left.
Matt smiled, "I agree that the previous owner wasn't enamoured with Kalispell. He was very eager to sell the hotel and now after inspecting the place, I think I came away with a bargain." He didn't really want to mention that one of the reasons, the previous owner wanted to get rid of the hotel was that he didn't want to sell it to Elias Steelgrave. Even though she was deputy, he didn't think it was necessary to involve Miss Cory. Knowing things about the Steelgraves was likely to get one into trouble or killed and he didn't want that to happen to her.
Seeing that she was a little uncomfortable, Matt lowered his voice a little, "I would like to take this opportunity to compliment you on your appearance. It's not often I get to dine with a lady as lovely and charming as yourself."
He helped Hannah to be seated before waving to one of the waiters. After whispering some orders to him, the waiter nodded and smiled at Hannah before leaving.
Quickly checking the restaurant and pleased to see that the lunch time crowd was now starting to arrive, Matt sat down in the chair opposite her. It had been a while since he had such a beautiful companion to dine with it and he was planning to make the most of it while he could.
"I've ordered some Amontillado Sherry to have with our meal. If you prefer something else, I can easily change it."
Matt escorted Hannah to one of the tables near the front windows. One of the windows was partially covered by a large pot containing a plant he had found out was called Cheyenne Mock Orange. It was something the previous owner had placed here in his efforts to make some sort of an impression. Even though the plant had already passed the blooming stage for the year, Matt acknowledged that the greenery did add a little bit to the room. After the winter, he was going to re-decorate the hotel and the plant's fate would be decided then.
Smiling, he glanced down at Hannah, "I do hope that this is to your liking. If not we can sit somewhere else. It's a bit early, so you can still choose another table."
Matt looked over towards the dining area and back to Hannah, "Lunch will be served shortly, so you will have to time to peruse the menu and make your choice. I wholeheartedly recommend the roast beef. The gravy is a secret recipe that the chef says he got from his French grandmother in New Orleans," Matt leaned over towards Hannah, "Whether or not that is true, is something we are still trying to work out considering he has an Irish accent."
Taking a moment to admire Hannah, he wondered why she didn't dress this way more often. It made sense not to do so while she was on duty but why she hadn't at other times was a bit of a mystery to him. She reminded him of something he had heard or read about one hiding their light under a cover. The covering of a deputy was certainly hiding the woman she obviously was. Maybe he could find out why over lunch.
Matt offered Hannah his arm, "Since I was thinking of having lunch as well, I would be more than honoured if you would join me or at least allow me the opportunity to escort you to your table."
The morning had been a busy one with people leaving on the morning stage and those who had just arrived. Matt had just sent Simpson down to get some things from the general store. Some of the guests were very particular in what they wanted and as long as they paid for it, he didn't mind answering their requests.
Looking at the clock on the far wall, he noted that it was nearing lunch. It also reminded him that his brothers hadn't shown up yet. As soon as Simpson got back, he could go and have some lunch. Friday afternoon was usually a bit quiet, so there would be time to sit down on the front verandah and wait for their arrival.
He was about to check the ledger to see how many rooms were currently occupied when he caught sight of the woman who had just entered. As he watched her come in, he realised that there was something familiar about her. Then it dawned on him.
Smiling, he made his way from the front desk, "Miss Cory, it's a pleasure to see you again."
After Matt had finished telling them about the town, he turned to another topic. "There is one family you need to steer clear of."
Mike frowned, "Steer clear? As in avoid as much as possible?"
Matt nodded, "Yes. For your own health, it's best you keep away from the Steelgraves and anybody who works for them. They can be a dangerous bunch and a lot of people have, well let's just say, disappeared, after tangling with them."
Sam and Charlie looked gave each other a concerned look. Matt had been here long enough to know who was who and what was what. If he was telling them to stay away from these Steelgraves, then they would. Matt wasn't one give out orders lightly.
"Thanks for the warning," Mike answered. He also knew that Matt was looking out for them and wanted to make sure his brothers stayed safe. There was no need to go into in now because if they were as bad as Matt was implying, then there would be others around to tell them why. Besides there was more pressing business to be sorted out. He took a sip of his whiskey, before continuing, "So what's the work situation like around here?"
"There's a ranch just outside of town looking for a foreman and a couple of hands. The previous foreman was mauled in a bear attack a few weeks back. I also read in the newspaper that one of the owners of the ranch was attacked by the same bear while on a hunting party. Thankfully, they got the bear and just in case you're interested, I hear that bear grease is going for two bucks a jar."
Smiling, Mike replied, "I'm guessing that it must have been some bear to sell grease at that price."
"Apparently, it was. I heard that there will be no shortage over the coming winter and they're making a nice profit as well." Pulling out his pocket watch, Matt looked at it and noted the time. "I think I have time to have one more beer before I have to go back to work. You can stay here until you find a place."
"Well I for one will be happy to have a nice, comfortable bed to sleep in tonight...and maybe a room of my own." Sam winked at Matt.
"Maybe... but first I better tell you about more about the jobs going at Lost Lake Ranch." For the next few minutes, Matt filled his brothers in before helping them get settled in the hotel.
After they had gone upstairs, Matt made his way into the kitchen to see how tonight's meals were coming along. If he was perfectly honest with himself, he would have to admit that he was happy to have his brothers around. However, he knew that their presence here also brought one big problem. Sooner or later, their father would find out that they were all together in place. Since Charlie was his last hope, it wouldn't be long before he came to visit. The thought of seeing of his father again, was something that Matt was not looking forward to.
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