McCarthy played also. It was to be expected that he would, for it was as hard for him to stay out as it was to win. The one-eyed man came in, Britton raised it, and Long Mike and Hennessy laid down.
“Sure I’ll raise that,” said Stumpy, making it one dollar more.
McCarthy swore, but even his optimism was not enough to induce him to see a double raise on two nines, and he threw down his cards. The one-eyed man and Britton both made good, however, and they called for cards.
Stumpy took two, which proved to be a small pair. The one-eyed man took one, and Britton stood pat.
Stumpy threw in a white chip, being sure of a raise, but the one-eyed man dropped. He had not bettered his two pairs. Britton raised it one dollar, and Stumpy pushed all his chips forward. A king full seemed worth backing, and, when Britton called, he showed them down triumphantly.
“Give me another stack,” was all that Britton said as he threw down his cards.
It may have been part of his plan to lose at first, and in any case the loss was not heavy enough to daunt him, but he smiled as cheerfully as if he had won.
There was no play on Hennessy’s deal, and a jack-pot was made. Stumpy dealt next and caught three kings again.
No one opened until it came to him and he put up the size of the pot, hardly expecting any stayers. Britton, however, came in, taking a chance on a red and a black eight, and Long Mike decided to speculate on a four flush.
Neither of them bettered, and Stumpy showed his kings and took the pot.