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Updated: May 22, 2025
I told you that I would readily lose to you, and so I will; but you take me at my word with a vengeance. Still, I should like to possess that clasp of yours, so let it be once more." I laid the whole of my winnings on the red. By this time all the guests had gathered round to see the issue of this conflict. Not a soul put any money on this turn of the wheel, so engrossed were they in the duel.
The last of his winnings passed with a melodious jingling into his pockets and he went hurriedly out of the bunk-house and up to the main building. There he found Drew in the room which the rancher used as an office, and stood at the door hat in hand. "Come in; sit down," said "him." "Been taking the money from the boys again, Steve? I thought I talked with you about that a month ago?"
But even as he spoke the red won, and the Frenchman with a boyish gurgle of pleasure raked in his winnings with his two hands, and then turned with a happy, triumphant laugh to his wife. It is not easy to convince a man that he is making a fool of himself when he is winning some hundred francs every two minutes. His silent arguments to the contrary are difficult to answer.
Let us play the game of life as sportsmen, pocketing our winnings with a smile, leaving our losings with a shrug.
Once, not long after his marriage, he had appealed to his wife in the same way, when, after an unusual run of luck, he had returned in triumph with his winnings. She, poor girl, looked first at them and then at him, with a piteous little attempt at a smile; then suddenly burst into tears, and turned away.
"If I didn't catch another ace or a small pair." The game was breaking up. "Hell! I was playin' poker before you could navigate, young fellow," Bandy boasted. He had lost four dollars and was annoyed. "An' you're still an optimist about hookin' another pair when you need 'em." Dud was counting his winnings placidly. "Six-fifty seven seven and two bits.
Bob was the kind of fellow who likes to make a heap of his winnings, when he has any, and stake it all on the turning of a card; if this metaphor may be employed to designate Bob McGraw's nature without creating the impression that he had, inherited a penchant for the gaming table. It had been born in him to take a chance. And the gold fever, inherited from his father, still burned in his blood.
These strong lackeys will whisk you dexterously from the scene before the other gamblers realize what you were about to do. There is a sense of being watched all the while. "Faites le jeu, messieurs!" "Le jeu est fait." "Rien ne va plus." The winners get their winnings. The bank rakes in tremendous quantities of money-tokens. Its success is very impressive.
He began to bet in chunks of five hundred, alternating between the red and the odd, and winning with startling regularity. His winnings were now shoved into an awkward canvas bag. Twenty thousand dollars! That had grown from the fifty. No wonder the crowd had two looks for Terry. His face had lost its color and grown marvellously expressionless. "The real gambler's look," they said.
Wishful, familiar with the ways of Panhandle and his kind, immediately sought the shadows, leaving the lighted doorway a blank. He entered the saloon from the rear. Cheyenne was endeavoring to make Bartley take half of the winnings. "You staked me and it's fifty-fifty, pardner," insisted Cheyenne. Finally Bartley accepted his share of the money and stuffed it into his pocket.
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