United States or Belize ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
The hand of Toussaint had made a slight, a very slight, movement towards his hip, but at sight of Cutler's mellow smile resumed its clasp upon his knee. "Golly, but you're gay-like this evening," said Kelley. "Blamed if I knowed he could look so frisky," added Loomis. "Sporting his onced-a-year coat," Kelley pursued. "That ain't for our benefit, Joole." "No, we're not that high in society."
He paused, and the half-breed's attention to his next words increased. "Wagon-master, and good pay, too. Clean up to the Black Hills; and the troops'll move soon as ever them reinforcements come. Drinks on it, boys! Set 'em up, Joole Loomis. My contract's sealed with some of Uncle Sam's cash, and I'm going to play it right here. Hello! Somebody coming to join us? He's in a hurry."
"You rich man now." In the next few deals Kelley became poor. "I'm sick of this luck," said he. "Then change it, why don't you? Let's have a new deck." And Loomis rose. "Joole, you always are for something new," said Cutler. "Now I'm doing pretty well with these pink cards. But I'm no hog. Fetch on your fresh ones." The eyes of the half-breed swerved to the yellow curtain.
Then, if we don't call for fresh cards, why, he'll call for 'em himself. But, just for the fun of the thing, if any of us loses steady, why, we'll call. Then, when he gets hold of his strippers, watch out. When he makes his big play, and is stretchin' for to rake the counters in, you grab 'em, Joole; for by then I'll have my gun on him, and if he makes any trouble we'll feed him to the coyotes.
Word Of The Day