After a few moment's consideration, Mr.Sims and LeNoir each drew three cards.

In a tone of triumph which he could not altogether suppress, Rouleau exclaimed "Dees are good enough for me." The lieutenant drew one card, and the betting began.
Twice Rouleau, when it came to his turn, bet the limit, the others contenting themselves by "raising" one dollar.

On the third round LeNoir, remarking, "Das leetle too queek for me," dropped out.
Once more Rouleau raised the bet to the limit, when Mr.Sims refused, and left the game to him and the lieutenant.

There was no mistaking the eager triumph in the Frenchman's pale face.

He began to bet more cautiously, his only fear being that his opponent would "call" too soon.