You meant to make him drunk this evening and empty his wallet, and I guess you didn't find it hard." Wilkinson's face got red, but he saw he would gain nothing by denial.
Besides, there was a matter he was anxious about.
"It wasn't hard to empty his wallet, because he had only a few small bills." "Yes; I fixed that.

How much did you win from him when he was drunk ?" "He got drunk afterwards," Wilkinson objected.

"Then I didn't win it all; there were three or four others." Sadie smiled rather grimly.

"How much ?" She got a jar when Wilkinson told her, but she fixed him with steady eyes.
"You knew what he had in his wallet, but let him go on?
You thought Keller's would stand for the debt ?" "Yes," said Wilkinson, with some alarm; "we certainly thought so." "Very well.

Keller's makes good.