You can hardly call it whist.

Who's the fourth ?" "Yet to be found," laughed Loring.

After a few rebuffs they picked up a drummer, and adjourned to the smoker, buying a deck from the train boy.

The little dark man and Steve played against the other two, a suitcase on their knees serving as a table.

They played a rubber.
Steve verified his statements as to his style of play.
"Well, that's enough--nearly in," said Loring, as they drew near their destination.
"Yes, indeed.