"You kin think as much as yeou like. There ain't nothing to prevent yeou from thinking. We've heard all abaout your players. Happened to meet old Stillness a while ago at the bank.
"Old Stillness?"
"Yep. Ain't that his name? Stillness, Stillness—I mean Silence. He's sort of a betting gentleman, ain't he?"
"Oh, he's always looking for good things. He's ready to risk his money backing his team."
"He come mighty near losing a hundred to-day."
"How was that?"
Gallup explained.
"Then Frank Merriwell doesn't countenance betting?" questioned Bearover.
"He's plumb sot agin' it," answered Ephraim. "He don't believe in any sort of gambling."
"But evidently some of his friends are inclined to take a chance."