“No, thank you.”
“Will you take a hand? Me and pard are playin’ poker.”
“I don’t know the game.”
“Oh, you’ll learn it easy.”
“Thank you, but not to-night. I’m tired, and think I shall go to bed. I came in the steamer this morning.”
“Me and pard are goin’ back by the same. We’ve made our pile, and now we’re going to spend it.”
“Have you been to the mines?” asked Tom, with interest.
“Yes, we were there a year and a half.”
“And you were fortunate?”
“Not at first. Three months ago we were high and dry, when we struck a vein, and now we’re rich.”