"But why?"

"Because I think, Condy, that THIS way perhaps you won't play
quite so often at first; and then little by little perhaps--
perhaps--well, never mind that now. I want to play; put it that
way. But I want you to promise me never to play with any one
else--say for six months."

And in the end, whipped by a sense of shame, Condy made her the
promise. They became very gay upon the instant.

"Hoh!" exclaimed Condy; "what do YOU know of poker? I think we had
best play old sledge or cassino."

Blix had dealt a hand and partitioned the chips.

"Straights and flushes BEFORE the draw," she announced calmly.

Condy started and stared; then, looking at her askance, picked up
his hand.

"It's up to you."

"I'll make it five to play."

"Five? Very well. How many cards?"

"Three."

"I'll take two."