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"'Deal on! sez Vulmea, wid a big rattlin' oath, 'an' the Black Curse av Shielygh come to the man that will not do his duty as the kyards say. Amin! "'Black Jack is the masther, sez Kiss, dealin'. 'Black Jack, sorr, I shud expaytiate to you, is the Ace av Shpades which from time immimorial has been intimately connect wid battle, murdher an' suddin death.
There was a flare above me, and then darkness once more, and then the slow drawl of the man's voice as he resumed. "Some feller by the name ov McAdoo, down ter Saint Louee, who's just com' down frum the lead mines, tol' him thet Joe Kirby got all this yere property in a game o' kyards on the boat, an' thet it wan't no square game either.
It's 'leven hundred an' twelve foot high, four thousand two hundred an' fifty-four foot long, an' It's here pore Vance catches Jenkins' eye glarin' on him hard an' remorseless 'an' twenty foot wide, says Vance, a heap hurried, dashin' the kyards outen the box. 'Five lose, jack win, concloodes Vance confoosedly, makin' a hasty change of subjects.
What be you-alls doin' this on? I reckons I'm entitled to a look at your hand for my money. "Enright goes on an' lays it off for Cherokee; how he's outen camp every time the stage is robbed, an' the idee is abroad he does it. "'As the kyards lay in the box, says Cherokee, 'I don't reckon thar's much doubt but you-alls will wind up the deal by hangin' me?
Thar's no shore-enough jedge an' jury ever comes to Yellow City; an' if the kyards was so run that we has a captive which the Stranglers deems beneath 'em, he would be drug 'way over yonder to some county seat.
Nell's right hand shakes a trifle she's only a child, mind, an' ain't got the nerves that goes with case-hardened sports as she shoves the ten-spot forth. But it's comin' her way; her luck holds; as certain as we all sets yere drinkin' toddy, the same two kyards shows for her as for Cherokee, but this time they falls 'king-seven'; the bank wins, an' pore Holliday is cleaned out.
Silver Phil drifts up to the lay-out, an' camps over back of the king-end. He gets chips, an' goes to takin' chances alternate on the king, queen, jack, ten; all side an' side they be. Cherokee bein' squar' himse'f ain't over-prone to expect a devious play in others. He don't notice this Silver Phil none speshul, an' shoves the kyards.
Curly not only lets Moon walk off, which after he hangs up that bluff about takin' them terms of the agent's is mighty irreg'lar, but he's that obtoose he sits down to play kyards, while he's waitin', with his back to the door. Why! it's like sooicide! "Moon goes out to his wagons an' gets, an' buckles on, his guns.
"'But whatever can I do to fetch her back to camp? asks Dave, appealin' to Enright mighty wretched. 'I goes plumb locoed if this yere keeps on. "'My notion is, we-alls better put Missis Rucker in to play the hand, says Enright. 'Missis Rucker's a female, an' is shorely due to know what kyards to draw.
"'Who'll do ut? sez Vulmea, lookin' round, but divil a man answeared. They began to dishpute till Kiss, that was always playin' Shpoil Five, sez: 'Thry the kyards! Wid that he opined his tunic an' tuk out the greasy palammers, an' they all fell in wid the notion.
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