You'll have to give me odds, though." "Oh, certainly," responded the bully, with a confident grin; "twenty-five to thirty, say." "Make it thirty-five." "All right; done," said Jack.

"You know me, of course; no necessity of putting up the money." "Oh, not the least," rejoined the other politely, though had he known the state of Jack's finances he might have thought differently.
The bully went about making several bets at similar odds, until finally Bill Bender came up behind him and in a low voice warned him to be careful.
"What are you going to do if we lose ?" he breathed.

"You haven't got a cent to pay with." "Oh, it's like taking gum from a busted slot machine," rejoined the bully, with a laugh.

"They can't win.

We know what their boat can do, and the race is practically conceded to us.