"Hullo, Mark, I didn't know you were here."
"Did that man have a right to shove one card up his sleeve and substitute another from his pocket?"
"Did he what?" roared Maybe Dixon.
Mark repeated his question.
"Certainly not."
"Well, that is what he did do," went on the youth.
At this declaration several cries rang out, and a dozen began to speak at once. Sag Ruff glared at the boy as if he wanted to eat Mark up.
"What are you talking about?" he growled. "You're dreaming."
"I am not dreaming. I saw you put one card from your hand up your sleeve and then bring another card from your inside pocket."
"Never!"