“Now tell me,” said Nick, “what is the game doing?”
“Losing, sir; losing to beat the band. Godard has dropped nearly a hundred thousand in the past month.”
“Can he stand the pace long?” inquired Nick carelessly.
“Sure, sir, I’d not have believed he could stand it till now!”
Nick already knew where Godard had probably obtained the money mentioned.
“Is he still drinking deeply?”
“Like a fish, sir,” grinned the humpback; “and, holy smoke! he’s uglier than ten devils.”
Nick laughed and nodded, evidently much pleased by the report.
“Is he dealing a square game?” he next inquired.
“Sure, sir!” cried Green. “I don’t believe Godard has got the tools for dealing a brace game.”