"No, we won't let you; you are a 'jack' player; we are only amateurs."
The party played faro for a little while and then a regular game of poker was proposed. The latter was a game that all hands could play in for a trick; even the senator's son was permitted to enter the game, and winking in a knowing manner to our hero he did get in the game, and the four proceeded up to a crisis where, as usual, two men held hands of value, and as it chanced, the original sharp was the man who held a hand against Desmond, and he said:
"Here, I'll only make a small bet; I don't want to win your money."
"I'll bet you anything you want," said Desmond.
"Hello! are you in earnest?"
"Yes, I am."
"Do you really want to get my money?"
"Yes, I do."
"Dead sure?"
"Yes."