"I watched you trim that farmer a few minutes ago," Phillips'
companion chuckled. "Now I'm going to make you put up or shut up.
There's my three hundred. I can use it when it grows to six."

"How much are you betting?" the dealer inquired of Phillips.

Pierce had intended merely to risk a dollar or two, but now there
came to him a thrilling thought. That notice at Healy

"Business appears to be picking up," murmured the proprietor of
the game.

Phillips' neighbor continued to hold the boy's hand in a vicelike
grip. Now he leaned forward, saying:

"Look here! Are you going to cover our coin or am I going to smoke
you up?"

"The groans of the gambler is sweet music in their ears!" The
dealer shrugged reluctantly and counted out four hundred and
thirty-five dollars, which he separated into two piles.

A certain shame at his action swept over Phillips when he felt his
companion's grasp relax and heard him say, "Turn her over, kid."

This was diamond cut diamond, of course; nevertheless, it was a
low-down trick and--

Pierce Phillips started, he examined the interior of the walnut-
shell in bewilderment, for he had lifted it only to find it quite