"All right, George; but I've always said no man living could make you give up. But I guess you was right this time, for I be darned if I didn't think he was going to let her go at me before you could hand over."
We took a drink, and then Bill went to his room to take off his make-up. While he was thus engaged, I walked down on the wharf- boat, and there was the bull-driver, waiting for a boat that was just coming in to the landing. I waited for Bill to come down; but I guess he was feeling bad; so I went up to the stable, and there he sat, on the same box where he saw the bull-driver counting his money. I went up to him and said, "Bill, I won $500 and lost $100 while we were playing that fellow, so I owe you $400."
He said, "That's right, George."
Then I said, "Bill, you only put up $4,200 against his $5,000, but
I called it $5,000."
"That's right, George."
"Well, Bill, do you remember the fellow that put up $3,800 against the $3,500, and you thought I didn't know it?"
He looked all around the stable as if he was looking for the bull- driver, but he didn't say a word.
I counted out $4,200 and handed it to him, saying, "Bill, here is all your money but $300. I wanted to come up and see you; but you know I like to have some fun at the expense of my friends, and it cost me just about $300 to rig out the 'bull-driver' to play you for a sucker."
Bill looked at me for a moment, and then said, "George, I am a sucker, for I might have known you was up to some of your old tricks."