The rivermanIllusby and Clarence FUnderwood . k,said big Tim Nolan. If you got a quick enough eye tosee him flip the card around, you ought to be able topick her. Thats what this sport said, agreed Challan. * Youreye agin my hand, says he. Well, Id like to take a try at her, mused Tim. But at this point Newmark broke into the discussion. Have you a pack of cards ? he asked in his dry, in-cisive manner. Somebody rummaged in a turkey and produced the re-mains of an old deck. I dont believe this is a full deck, said he, and Ithink theys part of two decks in it. I only want three, assured
The rivermanIllusby and Clarence FUnderwood . k,said big Tim Nolan. If you got a quick enough eye tosee him flip the card around, you ought to be able topick her. Thats what this sport said, agreed Challan. * Youreye agin my hand, says he. Well, Id like to take a try at her, mused Tim. But at this point Newmark broke into the discussion. Have you a pack of cards ? he asked in his dry, in-cisive manner. Somebody rummaged in a turkey and produced the re-mains of an old deck. I dont believe this is a full deck, said he, and Ithink theys part of two decks in it. I only want three, assured Newmark, reaching hishand for the pack. The men crowded around close, those in front squatting,those behind looking over their shoulders. Newmark cleared a cracker-box of drying socks and drewit to him. These three are the cards, he said, speaking rapidly. There is the jack of hearts. I pass my hands—so. Pickthe jack, one of you, he challenged, leaning back fromthe cracker-box on which lay the three cards, back of you, he urged. You, THE RIVERMAN 57 Thus directly singled out, the foreman leaned forwardand rather hesitatingly laid a blunt forefinger on one ofthe bits of pasteboard. Without a word, Newmark turned it over. It was theten of spades. Let me try, interposed Tim Nolan, pressing his bigshoulders forward. * I bet I know which it was that time;and I bet I can pick her next time. Oh, yes, you bet I shrugged Newmark. And thatswhere the card-sharps get you fellows every time. Well,pick it, said he, again deftly flipping the cards. Nolan, who had watched keenly, indicated one withouthesitation. Again it proved to be the ten of spades. Anybody else ambitious ? inquired Newmark. Everybody was ambitious; and the young man, with in-exhaustible patience, threw out the cards, the corners ofhis mouth twitching sardonically at each wrong guess. At length he called a halt. * By this time Id have had all your money, he pointedout. Now, Ill pick the jack. For the last
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