“Nothin',” he answered. “Only I was thinkin' just how funny it was—all them jools at his house. What made you ask?”
“Nothin'. I was just wonderin', that was all.”
The silence settled down, broken by an occasional low and nervous giggle on the part of Jim. He was overcome by the spread of gems. It was not that he felt their beauty. He was unaware that they were beautiful in themselves. But in them his swift imagination visioned the joys of life they would buy, and all the desires and appetites of his diseased mind and sickly flesh were tickled by the promise they extended. He builded wondrous, orgy-haunted castles out of their brilliant fires, and was appalled at what he builded. Then it was that he giggled. It was all too impossible to be real. And yet there they blazed on the table before him, fanning the flame of the lust of him, and he giggled again.
“I guess we might as well count 'em,” Matt said suddenly, tearing himself away from his own visions. “You watch me an' see that it's square, because you an' me has got to be on the square, Jim. Understand?”
Jim did not like this, and betrayed it in his eyes, while Matt did not like what he saw in his partner's eyes.
“Understand?” Matt repeated, almost menacingly.
“Ain't we always ben square?” the other replied, on the defensive because of the treachery already whispering in him.
“It don't cost nothin', bein' square in hard times,” Matt retorted. “It's bein' square in prosperity that counts. When we ain't got nothin', we can't help bein' square. We're prosperous now, an' we've got to be business men—honest business men. Understand?”
“That's the talk for me,” Jim approved, but deep down in the meagre soul of him,—and in spite of him,—wanton and lawless thoughts were stirring like chained beasts.
Matt stepped to the food shelf behind the two-burner kerosene cooking stove. He emptied the tea from a paper bag, and from a second bag emptied some red peppers. Returning to the table with the bags, he put into them the two sizes of small diamonds. Then he counted the large gems and wrapped them in their tissue paper and chamois skin.