I must go back to my car.

We've had a pleasant game," said the fourth man, taking his leave.
"Have a smoke--you'll find these A 1," said the artist.

"Say, Mitchell, I've learned a new trick to illustrate the old saying that the hand is quicker than the eye." Sticking a cigar in the corner of his mouth, he ran over the cards swiftly, took out the two red jacks, and held them up, one in each hand, backs toward himself, faces to Mitchell and Steve.
"Now," he said, "you can put these two jacks in the deck wherever you wish, shuffle them all you please, let me give them just one riffle, and you'll find them both together." He put his handkerchief to his lips and turned away to cough, laying the two jacks face downward on the table.
With a nudge to Steve, Mitchell threw the jack of hearts under Loring's seat, where it lay, face up, substituting therefor the five of clubs from the top of the deck.
Loring held the cards up again.

"There are the two jacks, gentlemen: the two inseparable jacks.

Put them in for yourselves, and watch me--_close_!" Steve took the five of clubs and put it in the middle.