Bart rose impatiently.
"Drop it, old man," he growled. "I've lost too much to knock off now. I am going to play to-night."
"To-night? Why, it is Saturday night!"
"Yes."
"If you begin playing, you will not stop before Sunday comes in."
"Perhaps not."
"You don't mean to say that you are going to play on Sunday?"
"The better the day, the better the deed," mocked Bart.
Frank said no more, but he formed a firm resolution. He would find a way to save his roommate and break up the card game. Gage and Snell were welcome to all they had won off him, but he would bring their career to an end.
How was he to do it?