"Look!" he said, "of my three cards, two were what I wanted--aces, aces, man!--four of them! By every token, I have won.

It's fate!" The face of his opponent was a study.

His eyebrows went up in pleasant expostulation at the other's eagerness.

"So, then," said he, "I suppose I must pay my stake, much to my regret.

Ah! how fortune has run against me to-day.