"You hear me, and there"s my dollar." He coolly waited.
"Not yours; ours. Will you make it five?"
"One is my limit on this throw. You named it."
"Oho!" With a dart of hand she had turned up the middle card, exposing the ace spot, as I had antic.i.p.ated. She swept the two dollars to her.
"Adios," she bade.
He smiled, indulgent.
"So soon? Don"t I get my revenge? You, sir." And he appealed to me. "You see how easy it is. I"ll throw you a turn for a dollar, two dollars, five dollars--anything to combine business and pleasure. Whether I win or lose I don"t care. You"ll follow the lead of the lady? What?"
I was on fire to accept, but she stayed me.
"Not now. I"m showing him around, Bob. You"ll get your revenge later.
Good-bye. I"ve drummed up trade for you."
As if inspired by the winning several of the bystanders, some newly arrived, had money in their hands, to stake. So we strolled on; and I was conscious that the youth"s brown eyes briefly flicked after us with a peculiar glint.
"Yours," she said, extending the coins to me.
I declined.
"No, indeed. It is part of my tuition. If you will play I will stake."
She also declined.
"I can"t have that. You will at least take your own money back."
"Only for another try, madam," I a.s.sented.
"In that case we"ll find a livelier game yonder," said she. "Bob"s just a lazy boy. His game is a piker game. He"s too slow to learn from. Let us watch a real game."
CHAPTER VIII
I STAKE ON THE QUEEN
Jim had disappeared; until when we had made way to another monte table there he was, his hands in his pockets, his cigar half smoked.
More of a crowd was here; the voice of the spieler more insistent, yet low-pitched and businesslike. He was a study--a square-shouldered, well set-up, wiry man of olive complexion, finely chiseled features save for nose somewhat cruelly beaked, of short black moustache, dead black long wavy hair, and, placed boldly wide, contrastive hard gray eyes that lent atmosphere of coldness to his face. His hat was pulled down over his forehead, he held an unlighted cigar between his teeth while he mechanically spoke and shifted the three cards (a diamond flashing from a finger) upon the baize-covered little table.
Money had been wagered. He had just raked in a few notes, adding them to his pile. His monotone droned on.
"Next, ladies and gentlemen. Sometimes I win, sometimes I lose. That is my business. The play is yours. You may think I have two chances to your one; that is not so. You make the choice. Always the queen, always the queen. You have only to watch the queen, one card. I have to watch three cards. You have your two eyes, I have my two hands. You spot the card only when you think you can. I meet all comers. It is an even gamble."
Jim remarked us as we joined.
"How you comin" now?" he greeted of me.
"We won a dollar," My Lady responded.
"Not I. She did the choosing," I corrected.
"But you would have chosen the same card, you said," she prompted. "You saw how easy it was."
"Easy if you know how," Jim a.s.serted. "Think to stake a leetle here? I"ve been keepin" cases and luck"s breaking ag"in the bank to-night, by gosh.
Made several turns, myself, already."
"We"ll wait a minute till we get his system," she answered.
"Are you watching, ladies and gentlemen?" bade the dealer, in that even tone. "You see the eight of clubs, the eight of spades, the queen of hearts. The queen is your card. My hand against your eyes, then. You are set? There you are. Pick the queen, some one of you. Put your money on the queen of hearts. You can turn the card yourself. What? n.o.body? Don"t be pikers. Let us have a little sport. Stake a dollar. Why, you"d toss a dollar down your throat--you"d lay a dollar on a c.o.c.kroach race--you"d bet that much on a yellow dog if you owned him, just to show your spirit. And here I"m offering you a straight proposition."
With a muttered "I"ll go you another turn, Mister," Jim stepped closer and planked down a dollar. The dealer cast a look up at him as with pleased surprise.
"You, sir? Very good. You have spirit. Money talks. Here is my dollar.
Now, to prove to these other people what a good guesser you are, which is the queen?"
"Here," Jim said confidently; and sure enough he faced up the queen of hearts.
"The money"s yours. You never earned a dollar quicker, I"ll wager, friend," the dealer acknowledged, imperturbable--for he evidently was one who never evinced the least emotion, whether he won or lost. "Very good.
Now----"
From behind him a man--a newcomer to the spot, who looked like any respectable Eastern merchant, being well dressed and grave of face--touched him upon the shoulder. He turned ear; while he inclined farther they whispered together, and I witnessed an arm steal swiftly forward at my side, and a thumb and finger slightly bend up the extreme corner of the queen. The hand and arm vanished; when the dealer fronted us again the queen was apparently just as before. Only we who had seen would have marked the bent corner.
The act had been so clever and so audacious that I fairly held my breath.
But the gambler resumed his flow of talk, while he fingered the cards as if totally unaware that they had been tampered with.
"Now, again, ladies and gentlemen. You see how it is done. You back your eyes, and you win. I find that I shall have to close early to-night. Make your hay while the sun shines. Who"ll be in on this turn? Watch the queen of hearts. I place her here. I coax the three cards a little----" he gave a swift flourish. "There they are."
His audience hesitated, as if fearful of a trick, for the bent corner of the queen, raising this end a little, was plain to us who knew. It was absurdly plain.
"I"ll go you another, Mister," Jim responded. "I"ll pick out the queen ag"in for a dollar."
The gambler smiled grimly and shrugged his shoulders.
"Oh, pshaw, sir. These are small stakes. You"ll never get rich at that rate and neither shall I."
"I reckon I can set my own limit," Jim grumbled.
"Yes, sir. But let"s have action. Who"ll join this gentleman in his guess?
Who"ll back his luck? He"s a winner, I admit that."
The gray eyes dwelt upon face and face of our half circle; and still I, too, hesitated, although my dollar was burning a hole in my pocket.