"What's that?" cried Roche, half angrily. "Do you mean to say that I stole the card from the pack?"
"Me allee samee bettee ten dollee you gottee um card somewhere, so be!" was the quick retort.
"You will, eh? All right. I'm a betting man, I am. It don't make any difference who I bet with, either. I'll bet you ten dollars that I haven't got the card on me. If one has got it you're the one, for you are doing the trick."
Hop held up both hands and threw open his coat, to show that he did not have it.
Then he laid ten dollars on the table.
"Boys," said Roche, looking at those around him, "I don't know just what kind of a game I am up against; but I do know that I haven't got that card anywhere on my person. I feel so sure of it that I'll bet a hundred dollars instead of ten!"
"Allee light."
As quick as a wink Hop's hand went into his pocket and out came a roll of bills.
He quickly counted out ninety dollars more and put it on the table.
Roche immediately covered it, and then, rising to his feet, he moved away from the table and called out: