The major dropped three kings and two aces. The doctor showed four sixes.
“I thought you played with sand, and not with cards, Doctor,” remarked the major, sarcastically.
“They are both useful in the game of poker,” replied the doctor as he tipped back in his chair.
The major’s face showed signs of annoyance, but with a forced calmness he said:
“It is early yet; shall we not continue?”
“I think we have played long enough for one sitting,” responded the doctor. “It is eleven now; recollect my consultation. I trust you may have better luck next time.”
“I hardly think it quite square to quit, and I so heavy a loser.”
“I am not accustomed to having my squareness questioned, Major. My record here and elsewhere shows no entry of unfair play; but we will not continue this line of conversation. Gentlemen, you are my guests.”
“Herr Schwatka is your friend, and mine. He shall settle the question,” continued the major, turning to Schwatka.
“I beg you, gentlemen,” said Schwatka, “to arrange this matter without any quarrel.”