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Title: The riverman. Illus. by N.C. Wyeth and Clarence F. Underwood
Year: 1908 (1900s)
Authors: White, Stewart Edward, 1873-1946
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Publisher: New York McClure
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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ce-game. However, the gambler made a desperatetry at what he must have known was a very forlorn hope. That isnt the way this game is played, said he. Showup your jack. Its the way I play it, replied Orde sternly. Thesegentlemen heard the bet. He reached over and dexterouslyflipped over the other two cards. You see, neither ofthese is the jack; this must be. You win, assented the gambler, after a pause. Orde, his fist still on the third card, began pocketingthe stakes with the other hand. The gambler reached,palm up, across the table. Give me the other card, said he. Orde picked it up, laughing. For a moment he seemedto hesitate, holding the bit of pasteboard tantalisingly out-stretched, as though he were going to turn also this oneface up. Then, quite deliberately he looked to right andto left where the fighters awaited their signal, laughedagain, and handed the card to the gambler. At once pandemonium broke loose. The rivermen ofOrdes party fairly shouted with joy over the unexpected
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I Say, Orde, I Want to Apologise to You THE RIVERMAN 69 trick; the employees of the resort whispered apart; thegambler explained, low-voiced and angry, his reasons fornot putting up a fight for so rich a stake. All to the bar! yelled Orde. They made a rush, and lined up and ordered their drinks.Orde poured his on the floor and took the glass belongingto the man next him. Get them to give you another, Tim,* said he. Noknock-out drops, if I can help it. The men drank, and some one ordered another round. ** Tim, said Orde, low-voiced, get the crowd togetherand well pull out. Ive a thousand dollars on me, and theyllsand-bag me sure if I go alone. And lets get out rightoff. Ten minutes later they all stood safely on the lightedthoroughfare of Water Street. Good-night, boys, said Orde. Go easy, and show upat the booms Monday. He turned up the street toward the main part of thetown. Newmark joined him. Ill walk a little ways with you/ he explained. AndI say, Orde, I want to apologise to you.

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