Promised half the girls up-town he'd take them a sleigh-ride and broke a big lamp in the pool-room." "You broke the lamp," Watson interrupted, with a glance at his employer.
"Oh, well," said Drummond, "perhaps I did.

I certainly put the marker out.

He allowed I couldn't hold my cue and was going to cut the cloth.
Why, I'd play any man in this old town for fifty dollars!" "And beat him!" said Stormont.

"Watson told me how you play.

But won't you sit down and take a smoke." "I surely will," Drummond replied, and pulling up an easy chair, put his wet snow-boots on Stormont's bed, after which he lighted a cigar.
"Now," he resumed, "if you have anything to say to me, you can go ahead." "You're a store clerk, I think.