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30 WILLIAM HOPSON cigar stub away and lighting another. “I can lose up there just as well as down here. Let's go.” They gathered up chips and money and went through the arch leading into the crowded lobby. Pearson himself led the way. The disappointed watchers of the game saw them go and turned to seek diversion elsewhere. Frenchy LeBleau shrugged his slim shoulders and sought a game. Big Thumb Barton, always eager to make as much money as possible, had been busy all evening. Frenchy limped by the table. Between deals he said to Big Thumb: “Tex is playing for the big stakes, I think. Somebody’s going to win a lot of money in that game tonight, I think. Wat you think?” “T think,” growled Big Thumb, “that you oughta get to work and let them fellers play their own game.” Presently Pearson came back downstairs. The two night bar- tenders had come on to relieve Ed—still dubious about the pigeon milk business—and after leaving orders with them to take care of the men upstairs. Harlan Pearson took over as floor manager, making occasional trips up to the Pheasant. Presently Jed Hara- way strolled in, still picking his teeth. The bearded freighter leaned against the bar and Pearson came over. “Looks pretty good tonight,” Haraway said, eyes surveying the rapidly filling gaming room of the Pound. Pearson nodded. “Pretty fair. Big game upstairs.” “So I heard. Burnett and the big boys, eh? My money's on Tex.” Pearson became all attention. “He’s that good?” “He's that good.” “So you knew him?” “Knew of him. That platinum hair of his used to be the trade- mark of one of the greatest pasteboard men in the Southwest. I'm surprised nobody has got wise yet; but then.this is pretty far north, and Tex has been out of the game for a good many years. ~ A call came from the gaming room upstairs, a small bell that jangled from a cord on an ingenious set of little pulleys. One of the bartenders went up. He came back down again and began fixing drinks and then laid out several expensive cigars. comicbooks.com