lose. I bet two dollars I can call it right," he said, watching closely.
He won, as he knew he would; and the result told him that the gambler had not reformed. The dexterous fingers shifting the shells were slower than others he had seen operate and when he had won again he stopped, as if to leave. "When I hit town a short time ago I did n't know I 'd be so lucky. I went an' drawed two months' pay when I left th' ranch: I shore don't need it. Shuffle 'em again—it's yore money, anyhow," he laughed. "You should 'a' quit th' game before you got so slow."
"Goin' back to work purty soon?" queried the shell-man, wondering how much this "sucker" had left unspent.
"Not me! I 've only just had a couple of drinks since I hit town—an' I 'm due to celebrate."
The other's face gave no hint of his thoughts, which were that the fool before him had about a hundred dollars on his person. "Well, luck's with you today—you 've called it right twice. I 'll
