“No, I am not. I made it at the gaming-table.”
“Oh!” said Joe, a little startled, for he had been brought up to think gambling wicked.
“Better come and try your luck with me,” said Hogan. “It is easier and quicker than sawing wood.”
“Perhaps it is,” said Joe, “but I’d rather saw wood.”
“I suspect you are a young Puritan.”
“Perhaps I am,” said Joe. “At any rate, I don’t mean to gamble.”
“Just as you like. I can’t afford to be so particular.”
“You don’t seem to be very particular,” said Joe.
“What do you mean?” inquired Hogan suspiciously.
“You know well enough,” said Joe. “You know the way you had of getting money in New York. You know the way you tried to get it on board the steamer.”