Boggs who's been on the brink of fits since ever the play begins,
he's that 'motional.

"'Don't raise the limit, Nell!' says Dan in a awful whisper. 'That's
where Cherokee's weak at the go-off. He ought never to have thrown
away the limit.'

"Nell casts her eyes--they're burnin' like coals!--on Dan. I can see
his bluff about Cherokee bein' weak has done decided her mind.

"'Cherokee does right,' says Nell to Dan, 'like Cherokee allers does.
An' I'll do the same as Cherokee. Stranger,' goes on Nell, turnin'
from Dan to this Holliday; 'go as far as you likes. The bridle's off
the hoss.'

"'An' much obleeged to you, Miss!' says this Holliday, with another
of them p'lite bows. 'As the kyards goes in the box, I makes you the
same three bets I makes first to Mister Hall. Ten thousand,
coppered, in the pot; ten thousand, open, in the big squar'; an' ten
thousand on the high kyard, coppered.'

"'An' now as then,' says Nell, sort o' catchin' her breath, 'the
ten-spot's the soda kyard!'

"Son, it won't happen ag'in in a billion years! Nell's right hand
shakes a trifle--she's only a child, mind, an' ain't got the nerves
that goes with case-hardened sports--as she shoves the ten-spot
forth. But it's comin' her way; her luck holds; as certain as we all
sets yere drinkin' toddy, the same two kyards shows for her as for
Cherokee, but this time they falls 'king-seven'; the bank wins, an'