"G.o.ddle mighty, but I"ve sure been going some," he sighed. "We sure trimmed them beautiful. It was real slick. And the beauty of the play never dawned on me till the very end. It was pure and simple knock down and drag out. And the way they fell for it was amazin"."
The geniality in his lazy Western drawl rea.s.sured them. He was not so formidable, after all. Despite the act that he had effected an entrance in the face of Letton"s instructions to the outer office, he showed no indication of making a scene or playing rough.
"Well," Daylight demanded good-humoredly, "ain"t you-all got a good word for your pardner? Or has his sure enough brilliance plumb dazzled you-all?"
Letton made a dry sound in his throat. Dowsett sat quietly and waited, while Leon Guggenhammer struggled into articulation.
"You have certainly raised Cain," he said.
Daylight"s black eyes flashed in a pleased way.
"Didn"t I, though!" he proclaimed jubilantly. "And didn"t we fool"em!
I was totally surprised. I never dreamed they would be that easy.
"And now," he went on, not permitting the pause to grow awkward, "we-all might as well have an accounting. I"m pullin" West this afternoon on that blamed Twentieth Century." He tugged at his grip, got it open, and dipped into it with both his hands. "But don"t forget, boys, when you-all want me to hornswoggle Wall Street another flutter, all you-all have to do is whisper the word. I"ll sure be right there with the goods."
His hands emerged, clutching a great ma.s.s of stubs, check-books, and broker"s receipts. These he deposited in a heap on the big table, and dipping again, he fished out the stragglers and added them to the pile.
He consulted a slip of paper, drawn from his coat pocket, and read aloud:--
"Ten million twenty-seven thousand and forty-two dollars and sixty-eight cents is my figurin" on my expenses. Of course that-all"s taken from the winnings before we-all get to figurin" on the whack-up.
Where"s your figures? It must a" been a G.o.ddle mighty big clean-up."
The three men looked their bepuzzlement at one another. The man was a bigger fool than they had imagined, or else he was playing a game which they could not divine.
Nathaniel Letton moistened his lips and spoke up.
"It will take some hours yet, Mr. Harnish, before the full accounting can be made. Mr. Howison is at work upon it now. We--ah--as you say, it has been a gratifying clean-up. Suppose we have lunch together and talk it over. I"ll have the clerks work through the noon hour, so that you will have ample time to catch your train."
Dowsett and Guggenhammer manifested a relief that was almost obvious.
The situation was clearing. It was disconcerting, under the circ.u.mstances, to be pent in the same room with this heavy-muscled, Indian-like man whom they had robbed. They remembered unpleasantly the many stories of his strength and recklessness. If Letton could only put him off long enough for them to escape into the policed world outside the office door, all would be well; and Daylight showed all the signs of being put off.
"I"m real glad to hear that," he said. "I don"t want to miss that train, and you-all have done me proud, gentlemen, letting me in on this deal. I just do appreciate it without being able to express my feelings. But I am sure almighty curious, and I"d like terrible to know, Mr. Letton, what your figures of our winning is. Can you-all give me a rough estimate?"
Nathaniel Letton did not look appealingly at his two friends, but in the brief pause they felt that appeal pa.s.s out from him. Dowsett, of sterner mould than the others, began to divine that the Klondiker was playing. But the other two were still older the blandishment of his child-like innocence.
"It is extremely--er--difficult," Leon Guggenhammer began. "You see, Ward Valley has fluctuated so, er--"
"That no estimate can possibly be made in advance," Letton supplemented.
"Approximate it, approximate it," Daylight counselled cheerfully.
"It don"t hurt if you-all are a million or so out one side or the other. The figures"ll straighten that up. But I"m that curious I"m just itching all over. What d"ye say?"
"Why continue to play at cross purposes?" Dowsett demanded abruptly and coldly. "Let us have the explanation here and now. Mr. Harnish is laboring under a false impression, and he should be set straight. In this deal--"
But Daylight interrupted. He had played too much poker to be unaware or unappreciative of the psychological factor, and he headed Dowsett off in order to play the denouncement of the present game in his own way.
"Speaking of deals," he said, "reminds me of a poker game I once seen in Reno, Nevada. It wa"n"t what you-all would call a square game.
They-all was tin-horns that sat in. But they was a tenderfoot--short-horns they-all are called out there. He stands behind the dealer and sees that same dealer give hisself four aces offen the bottom of the deck. The tenderfoot is sure shocked. He slides around to the player facin" the dealer across the table.
""Say," he whispers, "I seen the dealer deal hisself four aces."
""Well, an" what of it?" says the player.
""I"m tryin" to tell you-all because I thought you-all ought to know,"
says the tenderfoot. "I tell you-all I seen him deal hisself four aces."
""Say, mister," says the player, "you-all"d better get outa here.
You-all don"t understand the game. It"s his deal, ain"t it?""
The laughter that greeted his story was hollow and perfunctory, but Daylight appeared not to notice it.
"Your story has some meaning, I suppose," Dowsett said pointedly.
Daylight looked at him innocently and did not reply. He turned jovially to Nathaniel Letton.
"Fire away," he said. "Give us an approximation of our winning. As I said before, a million out one way or the other won"t matter, it"s bound to be such an almighty big winning." By this time Letton was stiffened by the att.i.tude Dowsett had taken, and his answer was prompt and definite.
"I fear you are under a misapprehension, Mr. Harnish. There are no winnings to be divided with you. Now don"t get excited, I beg of you.
I have but to press this b.u.t.ton..."
Far from excited, Daylight had all the seeming of being stunned. He felt absently in his vest pocket for a match, lighted it, and discovered that he had no cigarette. The three men watched him with the tense closeness of cats. Now that it had come, they knew that they had a nasty few minutes before them.
"Do you-all mind saying that over again?" Daylight said. "Seems to me I ain"t got it just exactly right. You-all said...?"
He hung with painful expectancy on Nathaniel Letton"s utterance.
"I said you were under a misapprehension, Mr. Harnish, that was all.
You have been stock gambling, and you have been hard hit. But neither Ward Valley, nor I, nor my a.s.sociates, feel that we owe you anything."
Daylight pointed at the heap of receipts and stubs on the table.
"That-all represents ten million twenty-seven thousand and forty-two dollars and sixty-eight cents, hard cash. Ain"t it good for anything here?"
Letton smiled and shrugged his shoulders.
Daylight looked at Dowsett and murmured:--
"I guess that story of mine had some meaning, after all." He laughed in a sickly fashion. "It was your deal all right, and you-all dole them right, too. Well, I ain"t kicking. I"m like the player in that poker game. It was your deal, and you-all had a right to do your best.
And you done it--cleaned me out slicker"n a whistle."
He gazed at the heap on the table with an air of stupefaction.
"And that-all ain"t worth the paper it"s written on. Gol dast it, you-all can sure deal "em "round when you get a chance. Oh, no, I ain"t a-kicking. It was your deal, and you-all certainly done me, and a man ain"t half a man that squeals on another man"s deal. And now the hand is played out, and the cards are on the table, and the deal"s over, but..."
His hand, dipping swiftly into his inside breast pocket, appeared with the big Colt"s automatic.
"As I was saying, the old deal"s finished. Now it"s MY deal, and I"m a-going to see if I can hold them four aces--