“And suppose my accounts prove to be all right, what then?”
Rowell shrugged his shoulders. “In that remote possibility I will give the thousand dollars to you and play you another game for it.”
“I see. Which means that you cheated to-night.”
“If you like to put it that way.”
“And what if I denounced you as a self-confessed cheat?”
“It wouldn’t matter to me. I wouldn’t take the trouble to deny it. Nobody would believe you.”
“You’re a cool hand, Pony, I admire your cheek. Still, you’ve got some silly elements in you.”
“Oh, you mean my trying to reform you? Don’t make any mistake about that. It is Mellish’s idea, not mine. I don’t believe in you for a moment.”
The young man laughed. He reflected for a few seconds, then said: “I’ll take your offer. You give me back the money and I will promise never to gamble again in any shape or form.”
“You will return the cash to the bank, if you took it from there?”