<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f0/Marguerite_Tuerny02.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Marguerite Tuerny<br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 3, 1876<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Early Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Street<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Nathan Hunter, Open<br/><hr/>She considered her choices carefully.  It wasn't really proper to accept Nathan's invitation, though it was sorely tempting.  She had matters of business to attend to and relief from worry about her lodging was appealing.  But, really, it wouldn't be proper.  She had no money, but perhaps the Bank would give her a loan against her interest in the mine.  She'd never paid for a hotel room in her life, but the few times she had stayed in one she was sure her father had paid on departure.  It was risky - what if she didn't have the money when they demanded an accounting?<br/><br/>But risks were what it took not only to succeed, but to prosper and grow.  She would at least try to make it on her own.  If all else failed, she could always accept the Lawman's kind invitation.<strong>"Thank you for the offer, but I must decline."</strong>She answered more formally than she intended.<strong>"Which is the nicest of the hotels?"</strong>She asked, looking down at herself with a slight scowl.<strong>"I wish I had a nicer dress." </strong>The one she wore was perfectly acceptable for day wear, especially in such a place as Gomorra.  But if she wanted to make an impression she would need something better.<br/><br/>Nathan had told her he was a barrister, but he was going to be busy for the foreseeable future.<strong>"Do you know a good civil attorney?"</strong>She asked.<strong>"A man that could help me settle my claim to the Harlot's Haven Strike?"</strong>Her pretty face wrinkled up even saying the phrase.<strong>"Who names these things?"</strong>She asked in real curiosity.<br/><br/>She hesitated to make her hero's life more complicated, but there was no help for it.<strong>"And how would one go about swearing charges against Alfred Eklain?"</strong>She paused again, considering before adding.<strong>"For fraud, and for assault?" </strong>She sighed.<strong>"Though I suppose the assault is beyond the local jurisdiction."</strong>Sad, she'd like to see him pay for everything he'd done to her, and not just for trying to steal her claim.