“Thank you. Then you will go tomorrow night again?”
“Yes; and I swear to you that I will never touch a card afterwards.”
“I don't think that you need fear,” Mark said. “I have not been long in London, but I happen to have been shown a good many of the tricks that these blacklegs play on greenhorns, which will account for my having noticed what has never been observed by the honest portion of the men who frequent the place. Now I will say good night, sir. I shall be behind your chair or his tomorrow night.”
“I don't know what to say,” Cotter said hesitatingly.
“There is no occasion to say anything; it is the duty of every honest man to interfere if he sees another honest man being robbed, and that is my sole object in this matter. Good night;” and turning round, he walked rapidly away.
CHAPTER XIII.
The next morning, before going round to Gibbons', Mark saw his chief and told him of what had taken place on the previous evening.
“I certainly did not think that you would succeed so soon; you believe that you will be able fairly to expose these fellows?”
“I have no doubt whatever that I shall be able to expose one of them; and I have equally no doubt that if the others are arrested, either false cards or pockets for cards will be found upon them. What do you wish me to do, sir? I can, of course, expose any fellow I catch at it, but can do nothing about the others.”