After much delay, he symmetrically arranged an Ace-full, face up, and regarded it with profound attention.
"That was a right good-looking hand, too--before the draw," he remarked at last, sweeping them into the discard.
"Ye-es," assented the Stockman, mildly dubious.

"It might have taken second money--maybe." He tossed in four deuces.
The Transient spread out a club flush.

"Do you know ?" he said confidentially--"do you know, I was actually glad to see that hand when I first picked it up ?" "Won't you fellows _never_ learn to play poker ?" said the Judge severely.

"Why don't you stay out till you get something ?" He laid his hand down.

"Four tens and most five! The Curse of Scotland and Forty Miles of Railroad! _For_-ty miles, before the draw--and gone into the hands of a deceiver!" "Oh!" Leaning over, Steve touched the ten of spades lightly.