"You've taken eighty-six dollars from this boy.

Hand it over." The men began to edge closer to the crowd, giving little, swift, desperate, searching looks from left to right, and right to left, moving nervously about, like weasels in a trap.

"Close up there tight," said Harkless, sharply.

"Don't let them out." "W'y can't we git no square treatment here ?" one of the gamblers whined; but his eyes, blazing with rage, belied the plaintive passivity of his tone.

"We been running no skin.