Deadwood Dick's Big Deal; or, The Gold Brick of Oregon — page 66: what you’re looking at

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68 DEADWOOD DICK. “Anything to accommdoate you-make it a hundred if you like!” the doctor said. | “A hundred it is, then!” A loud murmur of excitement ran through the room. This was playing for a fortune—by no means an every- day occurrence in even the loudest gaming-towns of the West; Following the murmur, breathless silence reigned su- preme, as the two men began their play for the great btakes, Not the least sound disturbed the quiet except the fip- ping of the cards. ~ Gold Brick watched the game carefully, but was able to detect no attempt at cheating. A shout went up! The doctor had won, and scooped in the big stakes. Stephen Raymond’s face was whiter than any of the Bowerites had ever seen it before, and his hand was hervous as he poured out another glass of whisky. “Once more,” h> gritted. “I’ve ninety-five left. Stake egainst it.” a The game was played. b. Again the doctor won. “T am broke!” - The words were fairly hissed from the mine-owner’s lips. . - “Yes, Mr. Raymond, you’re three hundred thonsand out, and it’s partly your own fault. Then, too, you must know now, if you didn’t before, that you cannot play poker,” “T’71 chow you yet. Wait until I step down to McTill’s, the broker.” . r. “What are you going there for? Af you wish to dispose 2 of your stock in the mine, I'll buy it!” wh “J wish to secure a loan on it for half an hour. I'll ss either win back what I have lost, or I will lose all.” =e “T must refuse to accommodate you then, sir.” | “What! you do not refuse to play me?” : | . “Not when you come to me in your sober senses, and do not get excited and rash, my dear sir.” ‘ : “Do you mean to insinuate that I am intoxicated, sir? And Raymcend sprung to his feet, hotly. “You are intoxicated with misfortune—yes. You bad better not play any more, for you have lost enough. Rspebas, -¥ * comickooters sia