When Cherokee loses the last bet I hears Nell's teeth come together with a click.

I don't dare look towards her at the time; but now, when she turns the box back, takes out the deck, riffles an' returns it to its place I gives her a glance.

Nell's as game as Cherokee.

As she sets over ag'inst this lucky invalid her colour is high an' her eyes like two stars.
"'An' now you've got to break me,' says Nell to this Holliday.
'Also, we restores the _statu quo_, as Colonel Sterett says in that _Coyote_ paper, an' the limit retreats to a even hundred dollars.' "'Be you-all the partner Mister Hall mentions ?' asks this Holliday, at the same time takin' off his sombrero an' throwin' away his seegyar.
"Nell says she is.
"'Miss,' says this Holliday, 'I feels honoured to find myse'f across the layout from so much sperit an' beauty.

A limit of one hundred, says you; an' your word is law! As a first step then, give me three thousand dollars worth of chips an' make 'em fifty dollars each.
I'll take the same chance with you on that question of splits I does former, an' I wants a hundred on every kyard, middle to win ag'in the ends.' "The deal begins; Nell is winner from the jump; she takes in three bets to lose one plumb down to the turn.