After we closed up, and were taking our night-cap, I said to Bill,
"What do you think of our last catch?"
"Well, George, when that chap came right up and offered to bet
$500, without any coaxing, I thought he was a smart one, and may
be he would get the right card. I don't believe I would have raised
that $3,000 if it had not been he wanted you to hold the stakes.
Then I knew he was a sucker sure enough."
We had another night-cap and then went to bed. The next day we
settled up, and when Bill divided the $3,800 we had won on the last
shuffle, he only accounted for $3,500.