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)
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
Attends Yale Law School (does not graduate in an act of defiance against his father). He knew after the first semester of law school that this was not what he wanted to do. After living a secluded life in Washington, college had opened his eyes to other possibilities. He tries 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 is adamant that he stay in school.
May 1861 - August 1865
Seeing an opportunity to get out and see the world, he leaves school to join the US (Union) Army to fight in The Civil War. Due to his college education, he becomes a junior Lieutenant and later a Captain. It was also during this time that he starts to develop an interest in investing and buying land and hotels.
September 1863 - April 1865
Marries Louisa, who is eventually killed by the wife of one of her lovers. The marriage was over long before the time of her death, which occurs while he is at the Battle of Appomattox Station.
Joins the newly formed Secret Service (Treasury Department) in combating counterfeit U.S. currency. Later, he became involves 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.
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 (Union) Army at the start of the Civil War.
Mature Content: No
With: Matt Wentworth; Charles Wentworth, Sr. and anybody else (purely optional - just want to leave it open for others to join in) Location: Kalispell National Bank When: April 1876 Time of Day: Morning
"Well, I have to hand it to you. When you say you're going to do something you really do it."
Matt looked around at the bank's interior. It was about an hour or so before opening. Luke Johnson, the bank's main teller hadn't arrived yet and wouldn't be expecting a new boss. Watching his father inspect the area behind where the tellers worked, he couldn't help but smile a little. The man had only been in town for less than a week and after explaining why he had come here and why he was re-locating the whole family to this area, he mentioned looking for a business to buy to get a foothold in the community. Matt didn't expect it to be the bank.
"Mr. Croft apparently has been wanting to move away and go live with his family in Helena for a while. My arrival provided him with a golden opportunity," Charles smirked, "And I guess it was one for me as well. He also sold me his house, which will save me some time. After he moves out, I will have a few months to make any repairs or changes before your mother arrives."
"It'll take you a week or two to work out how things work here in the bank."
"Thankfully, I already have substantial financial knowledge and managerial experience. Croft will be dropping by later on today to get me up to scratch on things. He wanted to give me the chance to introduce myself to the staff and explain the change in ownership."
Managerial experience was something he knew his father didn't lack. The man had been trying to manage his sons' lives for years. So, when he told the four of them that he had finally albeit reluctantly come to the conclusion, that it was no use and that his sons' had to lead their own lives, they were all surprised. Charlie, the reason they thought he had come to Kalispell for, was relieved to say the least. There would be no getting hauled off back to college for him. Matt knew that there was probably more to his father's change of heart but he decided that the man would tell them in his own time. For now, he was interested in making amends.
"No, she won't. She lives in Washington with her husband." Matt said, with a hint of sadness in his voice. It had been a long time since he had since his sister, Mary. The last time was at her wedding just nearly two years ago. The occasion was also the last time they had all been together as a family.
"Duly noted, Miss Mudd. It was lovely to make your acquaintance." Matt tipped his hat, "I do hope that you have a good rest of the day."
Matt grinned as he watched Arabella get excited over the invite. He had done it in part to deter her from hunting down Mike. Since she was a Whitefish survivor, it also felt right to give her something to look forward to instead of looking back on what had been a miserable time. Seeing her reaction was proof that he had done the right thing.
"Well, Miss Mudd now that you have an event on your social calendar and will have plenty of time to get ready for it. I know how important it is for a young lady to be well advised in advance of any occasion. My sister would sometimes take the whole winter to arrange her wardrobe for spring gatherings."
"Yes I do meet an awful lot of fancy and interesting people. I can guarantee, Miss Mudd that if you ever want to stay at the hotel, there will be no divulging."
That statement, made Matt think about something he was planning to do in the spring in order to promote the hotel's restaurant. One of his plans was to have a formal afternoon tea party and invite some of the town's citizens. It wouldn't hurt to invite the girl even if she probably wouldn't be able to make it. She would get a thrill out of receiving a printed invitation. "Miss Mudd, I am planning to have a social occasion in late April and I would like to ask to come. It will be during the week, so you will need permission from Miss Devereau. You will of course receive the formal invitation at the end of February."
Matt wasn't sure that he was doing the right thing or not but he was certain it would make her think of something else other than finding her rescuer.
Matt raised both of his eyebrows as he slowly extracted his hand from the child. The last time he had seen a performance like this was when he was on assignment in New Orleans a few years ago. She was a southern belle and prone to dramatics like this one but there was a difference. While Miss Mudd was still young, the other woman had a good ten years on her and a lot more experience at getting what she wanted.
One thing he did know was that he couldn't let Mike go through the kind of pain he was starting to feel in Miss Mudd's presence. Hopefully, there would be someone somewhere who could take the child on and teach her that playing the part of a spoilt southern belle was not the way to win friends. However, he did feel sorry for her, so he decided to help out her. If she was smart under all the dramatics and found out who rescuer was, she at least deserved her chance, no matter how futile it was.
After quickly bowing in response to her curtsy, Matt smiled warmly, "My apologies, Miss Mudd, if I have offended you in any way. It's just that it isn't very good manners to divulge personal information on someone without first requesting their permission. What I can do is as least steer you in the right direction. If the man you are looking is the one I am thinking of, then he doesn't come into town that often. When he does, he sometimes goes to the Stardust, so your best chance of seeing him will be there."
Matt frowned. The only people he knew that were from Washington was him and his brothers and the only one who had browny, greeny, grayish eyes was Mike, which made sense since he and Sam were the only ones to be involved in the rescue at Whitefish. He had stayed to help with the relief effort in Kalispell, while Charlie was at Lost Lake helping take care of the women and children who lived there.
As his remember her remark about how he must be a Southern gentleman, made him smile a little. The girl seemed to be in too good of mood to burst her bubble by telling her that Mike fought for the north and had been mostly living in Wyoming since then.
Looking down at the girl, he smiled again, "No, you don't talk too much but and if you haven't already want to make any man remember you, then as Robert Browning said in one of his poems, less is more."
"Now as to who I am, my name is Matthew Wentworth and as I said I own the St. Belle. I have an idea who your gallant rescuer is but the question is, would he like me to tell you. For all I know, he may want to remain your mysterious benefactor."
Gallant rescuer? Matt turned to face the girl. Looking at her, he figured that she was no more than about 13-14 years old and seemed to be in very high spirits. Then she said something about being squashed, dead folks and Whitefish which made him realise that she was probably one of the survivors from the disaster that happened a few weeks ago.
Tipping his hat, he smiled, "Well, how do you do, Miss Mudd.
Not wanting to hurt her feelings by mentioning that he didn't know who she was and if he had read anything that was printed in the newspaper about her, he had long forgotten it, he decide to concentrate on what else she had said. The young lady probably was indebted to her gallant rescuer, whoever he was and probably wanted to thank him, so the least he could do was help her out a little.
"Your rescuer certainly sounds like a man of mystery. I own the St. Belle and know most people in town, so if you could tell me his name, I might be able to give you directions on how to find him."
Matt was helping the kitchen staff take stock of how much food there was in the hotel's pantry. He was working with the town council and Pastor Evans getting everything ready for all the people that would be arriving soon. There had already been a few people who had made it Kalispell but only just barely. Thankfully, the hotel was virtually empty of guests and so they had the room to accommodate some of the victims and their families. He had been adding extra beds to the rooms that had the space, as well getting all the available linen and blankets.
When Walter told him that Leah Steelgrave had rented out all the rooms, Matt was a bit perplexed. Her motives for doing so would be something he would be looking into later on when things were back to normal. When he got the chance, he would have to inform her that she didn't need to rent the rooms and he wasn't about to take any payment for it, as he was not one to make a profit out of someone else's misery. Giving the rooms to the victims was already on his mind from the time the news had come through and he had been too busy getting things organised that he had forgotten to tell Walter to let the current guests know.
One of his housemaids, came into the room to let him know that Pastor Evans had arrived. As he went out to the lobby to meet the man, he mentally assessed the food situation. Between the hotel, the White Rose, the Stardust saloon, and Miss Blakesley's establishment there would be enough places to feed the victims and their rescuers.
After greeting the Pastor with a sturdy handshake, Matt told him about the hotel preparations. The Pastor was pleased and in turn, told Matt that many of the town's residences and some of the outlying farms and ranches were ready to take in whoever needed a safe place to stay and recover. Even though some of the work had been done already, there was still a lot more to do. Pastor Evans informed Matt that the town council was having a meeting in two hours at the church to see what still needed to be done.
Giving his confirmation that he would be at the meeting, Matt said goodbye the Pastor, who was on his way to check if anyone needed help with stocking up their firewood. There were a few men in town who had stayed behind to any physical work and repairs that needed to be done quickly to make things comfortable for the victims. After checking with Walter that all of the guests were aware of the situation, he made his way back to the kitchen.
As Sarah entered his office, Matt smiled. She looked well-rested and was dressed very smartly. He went over to her, "Mrs. Thornton-Carlton, it is nice to see you again. I do hope that you have found everything to your liking. At the Belle, we pride ourselves on giving our guests the best service we can."
Sarah answered his question saying that she was pleased with the service. She then directed her attention to finding out the reason why he wanted to see her.
Matt admired her straightforwardness in wanting to get down to the purpose of his request to see her. He offered her a seat, which she politely declined. "Mr. Wentworth, I do appreciate your offer but I do have urgent business that I need to see to."
"Yes, I know and what I wanted to tell you that it has already been taken care off." He paused to gauge her reaction before going on, "I was able to send a message out to Lost Lake on your behalf. I know a couple of the ranch hands, and one happened to be in town yesterday getting the mail and some supplies. I expect your cousin will be here either today or tomorrow."
"I don't know much about that at all," Matt answered, "All I can say is that this isn't the first time they have dinner here together. Other than that, you will probably have to ask your daughter."
He looked over to where Leah and Dr. Danforth were sitting. They seemed to be having a lively conversation and it made Matt wonder what was going on. He hadn't taken any notice of what was going on between the two of them. Since Leah was a Steelgrave, poor Dr. Danforth would have to watch his step. The stories about men who had fallen under Leah's spell were plentiful. Matt knew that some were lies and the others were true but as to which was which he couldn't say. Hopefully, Dr. Danforth was well aware of them.
Once again, he said good night to both ladies and then made his way to the bar to talk to one of the local townsman who had just turned up.
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