M."
"There's your confounded money; what a fool of a club to let you stay
here all night if you like, and to stop card-playing at three!" He
turned to Lionel. "Well, Moore, what did you say: twenty pounds? I'll
just make it thirty, if you like, and see if I can't get back that ten."
"Right with you, Johnny."
The young man dealt the two hands: he found he had a pair of fours,
Lionel nothing but a king. The winner took over the loser's I.O.U. for
the L30, and then said,
"Well, now, I'll go you double or quits."
"Oh, certainly," said Lionel, "if you like. But I don't think you
should. You are the winner; stick to what you've got."
"Oh, I'll give you a chance to get it all back," the young man said; and
this time Lionel dealt the cards. And again the latter lost--having to
substitute an I.O.U. for L60 for its predecessor.
"Well, now, I'll give you one more chance," the winner said, with a
laugh.
"I'm hanged if you shall, Johnny!" said one of the bystanders; and he
had the courage to intervene and snatch up the cards. "Come away to your
beds, boys, and stop that nonsense! You've lost enough, Moore; and this
fellow would go on till Doomsday.
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