Deadwood Dick's Big Deal; or, The Gold Brick of Oregon — page 44: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

“46 DEADWOOD DICK. “That you will remove that mask as soon as the game ends.” “To which I agree on conditions.” “Well, I am listening.” “The conditions arc that if I lose, yor will fight a man whom I shall pit against you, in < duel, the nature of which shall be left to my choice, so long as it is fair to both.” “YT agree to that.” “Then the agreement is mutually signed.” The money was staked. The cards were dealt. The game began. The ‘greatest siience prevailed around the table. With bated breath the spectaters craned their necks forward, and watched and waited. “Great ham-bone that discombobberated the larnyx of ‘ld Joner!” Old Avalanche ejaculated. “Whoever scoops | the béodle kin retire from active bizness fer life. Hail- starms an’ tornadoes!” €t-Cecil ‘had won, and raked in the combined stakes— “nearly ‘half a million dollars. A wil@-murmur of surprise ran through the crowd. ‘Gold Brick«arose, and staggered from the table like a drunken person. St. Cecil’s revolver covered her before she had gone five steps. “Halt, or I fire!” he cried, sternly. She faced about, uttering a faint, exasperated cry. “What do you want?” she articulated, fiercely. “Is not everything yours—what more do you want?” “A view of your face unmasked!” he enswered deliber- ately. “Do you insist upon it?” she demanded. “J do not insist upon it just at present, and here,” he re- sponded. “Then I will see you to-morrow, and show you'the man “you are to fight?” Then she truned and swept from the room, withthe | _oogtately bearing of a quéen, leaving the place ‘by a rear * door, “ren a se ids, 2 name of men-enterad th gem and distributed themselves about anal cf deuguber quremiS OCCU conmmicloaolks.comnn ™ |