Tact and sympathy strove with him, and he smiled with his eyes into the Virgin's eyes as he said:-- "You-all go and get some grub.

I ain't hungry.

And we'll dance some more by and by.

The night's young yet.

Go to it, old girl." He released his arm and thrust her playfully on the shoulder, at the same time turning to the poker-players.
"Take off the limit and I'll go you-all." "Limit's the roof," said Jack Kearns.
"Take off the roof." The players glanced at one another, and Kearns announced, "The roof's off." Elam Harnish dropped into the waiting chair, started to pull out his gold-sack, and changed his mind.