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"Mebbe this is a case where a hunch after the draw is better'n the hunch before," Kearns remarked; "wherefore duty says, 'Lift her, Jack, lift her, and so I lift her another five thousand." Daylight leaned back in his chair and gazed up at the kerosene lamps while he computed aloud. "I was in nine thousand before the draw, and I saw and raised eleven thousand that makes thirty.
STAUFFACHER. There dwells in Melchthal, then, Just as you enter by the road from Kearns, An upright man, named Henry of the Halden, A man of weight and influence in the Diet. FURST. Who knows him not? But what of him? Proceed.
And again he was talking, telling now of his past and his struggles to educate himself as a screen actor one of the best. He spoke of Simsbury and Gashwiler and of Lowell Hardy who took his stills, and of Tessie Kearns, whose sympathy and advice had done so much to encourage him. The woman was joyously attentive. Now she did more than smile.
You-all just wait till the big strike up river. Then you and me'll take the roof off and sit in a game that'll be full man's size. Is it a go?" They shook hands. "Of course he'll make it," Kearns whispered in Bettles' ear. "And there's five hundred Daylight's back in sixty days," he added aloud. Billy Rawlins closed with the wager, and Bettles hugged Kearns ecstatically.
Later in the summer, when Bering Sea and the mouth of the Yukon cleared of ice, the steamer, put together at St. Michaels, was to be expected up the river loaded to the guards with supplies. Jack Kearns suggested poker. They were looking for a fifth man when Burning Daylight emerged from the rear room, the Virgin on his arm, the train of dancers in his wake.
"Every little while Oswald Kearns disappears and no one seems to know his whereabouts some guess he's fond of tarpon fishing and goes out with a pal to indulge in the sport, his destination being kept secret so that the common herd can't swarm about the fishing grounds and annoy him; then another lot say he is not the bachelor he makes out, but has a little cozy home somewhere else with a wife who detests society and that's where he goes when away from the Miami paradise."
What great luck his head had not been inside that helmet, he was telling himself on thus learning the wonderful accuracy of the marksman. Things were again at a standstill, for as long as the half demented Kearns was able to make such excellent use of his firearm it would be suicide for either of them to try and break into the shack.
And Baird had spoken of the Montague girl as his leading lady quite as if he were a star. And seventy-five dollars a week! A sum Gashwiler had made him work five weeks for. Now he had something big to write to his old friend, Tessie Kearns. She might spread the news in Simsbury, he thought. He contrived a close-up of Gashwiler hearing it, of Mrs. Gashwiler hearing it, of Metta Judson hearing it.
It burst upon Perk like a bomb from a sky chaser why, after all this was an old friend of his, one whom he had only recently been hugging with all his might and main in fact no other than the short confederate of Kearns whom they had left beside the well but a brief time previously.
"Dig in; you're sure good," was Daylight's answer. "And while we're about it, I may mention casual that I got twenty thousand in Mac's safe, there, and there's twenty thousand more in the ground on Moosehide. You know the ground, Campbell. Is they that-all in the dirt?" "There sure is, Daylight." "How much does it cost now?" Kearns asked. "Two thousand to see."
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