Soon it became evident that quite a little party had gathered in that room.
The boys paid no attention to the party till it came time to turn in for the night.

Then they became aware that something was taking place in the adjoining room, and it was not long before they made out that it was a game of poker.
As they became quiet, they could hear the murmur of voices, and, occasionally, some person would speak distinctly, "seeing," "raising" or "calling." Diamond began to get nervous.
"Say," he observed, "that makes me think of old times.

Many a night I've spent at that." "What's the matter with you ?" said Frank.

"Do you want to go in there and take a hand ?" "Well," Jack confessed, "I do feel an itching." "I feel like getting some sleep," grunted Bruce, "and they are keeping me awake." "Why are they playing in a stateroom, anyhow ?" exclaimed Frank.

"It's no place for a game of cards at night." "That's so," agreed Rattleton, dreamily.