“Then I ought to know.”
“Not if you adhere to the resolution expressed yesterday afternoon, to let the horse go in the race.”
“It isn’t any use to try to pump you, I see,” said the broker, with a smile. “You will have your own way.”
“I usually do.”
“You’re lucky.”
“Now to business,” said Nick, taking a slip of paper from his pocket. “If you still desire the case to go on as originally mapped out you must go to this address at ten o’clock with nine hundred dollars in currency, and stake it on Denver Bay.”
“But, my dear sir, I have too much money on Denver Bay now.”
“Count this as part of the expenses of the case, then. I put up a hundred as a forfeit last night against a thousand.”
“In other words, ten thousand dollars will be staked against a thousand.”
“That’s it.”