"But—"
"But where did you come out? Do you think you ever got a show for yore money?"
"Oh, I won a bet now and then," defended Mr. Dale.
"Small ones, shore. Naturally he has to let you win now and then to sort of toll you along and keep you good-natured. You won now and then, yep. But did you ever win when you had a sizable stake up?"
Mr. Dale shook his head. "No, come to think of it, I don't believe I ever did."
"I knowed you didn't," exclaimed Racey, triumphantly. "I tell you that wheel is crooked."
"Not so loud," cautioned Mr. Dale. "They'll hear you in the house."
"Don't they know nothing about it a-tall?" probed Racey.
"They know about the five-thousand-dollar mortgage," admitted Dale, reluctantly.
Racey rubbed his chin. "I was here when Molly found it out."