"No," the boy answered, "but he'll be in soon, all right."
"How do you know that?" Abe asked.
"Because, now, I heard him tell the other boys that he wouldn't set no longer time limit," the boy replied; "but he says he'd play four more deals and then he'd quit. See?"
Mr. Marks looked at Abe and broke into a laugh.
"That's a fine lowlife for you," he said. "That feller tells me I should be here at three o'clock sharp and he fools away my time like this."
Abe nodded.
"What could you expect from a feller like that?" Abe commenced, and then broke off suddenly—"but excuse me. He may be a friend of yours."
"Gott soll hüten," Mr. Marks replied piously. "All I got to do with him is that he brings me a
proposition I should buy a piece of property which he got it to sell."
"That's a funny thing," Abe said. "I came here myself about a piece of property what I just bought, and I understand he tried to sell the property for the feller what I bought it from."