I've half a mind to stop payment on that check--if that enlightens you any." "There's an easier way," said Malcourt coolly.

"You know how it is in sparring?
You forecast what your opponent is going to do and you stop him before he does it." "I'm not _certain_ that he--did it," muttered Portlaw.

"I can't afford to make a mistake by kicking out your brother-in-law." "Oh, don't mind me--" "I wouldn't if I were sure....

I wish I had that thousand back; it drives me crazy to think of losing it--in that way--" "Oh; then you feel reasonably sure--" "No, confound it....

The backs of the aces were slightly rough--but I can scarcely believe--" "Have you a magnifying glass ?" The pack has disappeared....