Matthewson waxed jubilant.
"Three to one!" he proclaimed.

"I'll lay you another thousand at that figure, Thornton.

What d'ye say ?" Thornton's doubt was strong in his face, but his fighting spirit was aroused--the fighting spirit that soars above odds, fails to recognize the impossible, and is deaf to all save the clamor for battle.

He called Hans and Pete to him.

Their sacks were slim, and with his own the three partners could rake together only two hundred dollars.