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A bountiful supper was to be in readiness, prepared by all the good women impartially. The duty of the receiving committee was merely, as Mrs. Leah Bloodgood said, "to smile, and tell pleasant little lies 'Such a delightful surprise, so glad to welcome, etc. "Cornelia and Marilla Merritt are just the ones," she said, succinctly. "I should say: 'You awful man, you!
At last the betting stopped, and Slush picked up the pack to give out the cards. Hazleton called for two. He received them, and remained imperturbable. He had caught nothing with his three nines. Bloodgood had tumbled to the fact that he was "up against" threes, and he had discarded his pair of low cards, holding only the two aces. To these he drew a seven and two more aces!
Slush hesitated sometimes, but, to the surprise of the boys, seemed rather collected. Bloodgood was hot and excited. Frank took a position where he could look on. He watched every move. After a time he discerned that the Englishman and the Frenchman were playing to each other, although the trick was done so skillfully that it did not seem apparent. Bloodgood lost all his chips.
I haven't been able to understand him at all, and I don't understand him now." At length there came a big jack-pot. It was passed round several times. Then Hazleton opened it on three nines. Bloodgood sat next. He had two pairs, aces up, and he raised instantly. Montfort was the next man. He held a pair of deuces, but he saw all that had been bet, and doubled the amount! Mr.
"I can see everyone in there," answered Jack. "Name them." "The Frenchman, the Englishman, the superstitious man, and our fresh friend, Bloodgood." "Same old crowd," murmured Frank. "Yes, and a hot old game!" came from the youth on the trunk. "My! my! but they are whooping her up! They've got plenty to drink, and they are playing for big dust." "Tell them to saw up till to-morrow," mumbled Bruce.
Within three minutes Hazleton, with his three nines, had been driven out. Bloodgood, Montfort and Slush remained, raising steadily. There was intense excitement in that room. The captain of the steamer had come in, and he was looking on. Some of the spectators were literally shaking with excitement. Bloodgood's chips were used up. He flung money on the table.
Bloodgood invite er any of you to come into the ah game?" Frank fancied he saw a sudden light. Was it possible Mr. Slush was looking for "suckers?" Was it possible he had been sent there to inveigle them into the party, so that some sharp might "skin" them? It did not seem improbable.
The Frenchman bowed suavely, a slight smile curling the ends of his pointed mustache upward. "I haf not ze least what you call eet? ze least objectshong," he purred. "I don't mind," said the Englishman. Now there was great interest. Somehow, Frank felt that a climax was coming. He watched everything with deep interest. Luck continued to run against Bloodgood. To Frank's surprise, it was plain Mr.
Leah Bloodgood walked heavily, without the painstaking little springy leaps she usually adopted as an offset to her stoutness. She mounted Cornelia Opp's door-steps with an air of gloomy abstraction that sat uneasily on the plump terraces of her face as if at any moment it might slide off. It slid off now at sight of Cornelia Opp's serene, sweet face. "My gracious!
What is Leah Bloodgood out this time of day for, with the minister's dinner to get? Something is up." She waved the rug gayly. "Mis' Merritt isn't at home!" she called; "she's out on the door-steps shaking rugs! Leah Bloodgood," as the figure drew near, "you look all tuckered out! Come in quick and sit down. Don't try to talk. You needn't tell me something's up just say what.
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