“Not quite like this. This is to be the last game I play, win or lose. I tell you that now, so that there won’t be any talk of revenge if I win.”
“You don’t mean it! I’ve heard talk like that before.”
“All right. I’ve warned you. Now I propose that this be a game of pure luck. We get a new pack of cards, shuffle them, cut, then you pull one card and I another. Ace high. The highest takes the pot. Best two out of three. Do you agree?”
“Of course. How much is the pile to be?”
“One hundred thousand dollars.”
“Oh, you’re dreaming.”
“Isn’t it enough?”
“Thunder! You never saw $100,000.”
“You will get the money if I lose.”
“Say, Pony, that’s coming it a little strong. One hundred thousand dollars! Heavens and earth! How many business men in this whole city would expect their bare word to be taken for $100,000?”