with his emotions; but of course I said nothing. When it came his time to bet, he planked down a five-pound note on the table. The other two, as was usual, put down their cards. They were evidently very timorous players. The gambler hesitated for a second, then he put a ten-pound note on Storm's five pounds. Storm at once saw him, and raised him ten. The gambler hesitated longer this time, but at last he said, "I shall not bet. What have you got?"
"Do you call me?" asked Storm. "Put up your money if you do."
"No, I do not call you."
Storm laughed and threw his cards face up on the table. "I have nothing," he said; "I have bluffed you for once."
"It is very often done," answered the gambler quietly, as Storm drew in his pile of money, stuffing it again in his coat pocket. "Your deal, Storm."
"No, sir," said the young man, rising up; "I'll never touch a poker hand again. I have got my own money back and five or ten pounds over. I know when I've had enough."
Although it was Storm's deal, the gambler had the pack of cards in his hand, idly shuffling them to and fro.
