"I wouldn't give you a cent for it!" Curtis snapped. "Any one can see how it is done."
"You can't!" the man retorted, turning red. "I'll wager twenty dollars you can't." Curtis accepted the wager, and at once did the trick. He had seen through it at a glance—there appeared no difficulty in it at all; and yet he was quite certain if he had been asked to do it the day before, he would have utterly failed.
"Now," he said, "give me the money,"—and the man complied with an oath.
"Any more tricks?" Curtis asked complacently.
"I know heaps," the man rejoined. "There's one you won't guess—the seven card trick."
He did it. And so did Curtis.
"Well I'm——" the man called Lemon ejaculated.
"He's the dandiest cove at tricks we've ever struck. Try him with the Prince and Slipper, Arnold!"
Arnold rather reluctantly assented, and Curtis burst out laughing.
"Why!" he said, "that's the simplest of all! See!" And it was done. "You two had better come to an understanding with us or you'll not shine to-night. How about a game of Don?"