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    Chapter 9 - Page 2

    Harold Sits in a Game
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    expression on his face and in his mind a thing which he did not dare voice--the final crystallization of a suspicion that he had long harbored, that his companions had been for months deliberately fleecing him. Tonight he had lost five thousand dollars, nor was there a man at the table who did not hold his I. 0. U's. for similar amounts.

    "I'm through, absolutely through," he said. "I'll be damned if I ever touch another card."

    His companions only smiled wearily, for they knew that to-morrow night he would be back at the table.

    "How much of old man Compton's money did you get tonight?" asked one of the four after Bince had left the room.

    "About two thousand dollars," was the reply, "which added to what I already hold, puts Mr. Compton in my debt some seven or eight thousand dollars."

    Whereupon they all laughed.

    "I suppose," remarked anther, "that it's a damn shame, but if we don't get it some one else will."

    "Is he paying anything at all?" asked another.

    "Oh, yes; he comes across with something now and then, but we'll probably have to carry the bulk of it until after the wedding."

    "Well, I can't carry it forever," said the first speaker. "I'm not playing here for my health," and, rising, he too left the room. Going directly to the buffet, he found Bince, as he was quite sure that he would.

    "Look here, old man," he said, "I hate to seem insistent, but, on the level, I've got to have some money."

    "I've told you two or three times,"' replied Bince, "that I'd let you have it as soon as I could get it. I can't get you any now."

    "If you haven't got it, Mason Compton has," retorted the creditor, "and if you don't come across I'll go to him and get it."

    Bince paled.

    "You wouldn't do that, Harry?" he almost whimpered. "For God's sake, don't do that, and I'll try and see what I can do for you."

    "Well," replied the other, "I don't want to be nasty, but I need some money badly."

    "Give me a little longer," begged Bince, "and I'll see what I can do."

    Jimmy Torrance sat a long time in thought after the Lizard left. "God!" he muttered. "I wonder what dad would say if he knew that I had come to a point where I had even momentarily considered going into partnership with a safe-blower, and that for the next two weeks I shall be compelled to subsist upon the charity of a criminal?

    "I'm sure glad that I have a college education. It has helped me materially to win to my present exalted standing in society. Oh, well I might be worse off, I suppose. At least I don't have to worry about the income tax.

    "It is now October, and since the first of the year I have earned forty dollars exactly. I have also received a bequest of twenty dollars, which of course is exempt. I venture to say that there is not another able-bodied adult male in the United States the making of whose
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