But Condy was suddenly smitten with nameless misgiving.

"Now we've done it! now we've done it!" he cried aghast.
"I wish we hadn't.

We're in a fine fix now." Still uneasy, he saw Blix back to the flat, and bade her good-by at the door.
But before she went to bed that night, Blix sought out her father, who was still sitting up tinkering with the cuckoo clock, which he had taken all to pieces under the pretext that it was out of order and went too fast.
"Papum," said Blix, sitting down on the rug before him, "did you ever--when you were a pioneer, when you first came out here in the fifties--did you ever play poker ?" "I--oh, well! it was the only amusement the miners had for a long time." "I want you to teach me." The old man let the clock fall into his lap and stared.

But Blix explained her reasons..