"Fours," he said.
I felt a shudder go all down my back.
"Four what?"
"Tens."
"Queens."
As I faced them, in its holy of holies my heart sang a loud Te Deum. Pendarvon stood up, still laughing.
"That's enough for me."
When I heard the peculiar something that was ringing in his laughter, knowing the man as I did, I knew that Mr. Pendarvon would watch for me and wait. His turn would come.
"I'm hanged!" cried Archie, "if I haven't thrown my money clean away!"
He certainly had--that is, if his IOU's represented money, which his best friend might be excused for doubting.