Now, I'll try to teach you another lesson.

Harry, send in our workmen, will you ?" Hazelton stepped aside, to let in the half dozen honest negroes they had brought along with them.

These men entered, then stood looking at their young chief.
"Get hold of those cards, chips and dice!" ordered Tom.
"Here, what are you trying to do ?" demanded the leader of the gamblers.
"You have the advantage of me," responded Tom.

"I don't know your name." "Hawkins is my name," replied the chief of the gamblers.
"Hawkins is a fine name," admitted Tom.

"It will do as well as any other.
I won't annoy you, Hawkins, by asking you what your name used to be in prouder and happier days." "What are these men doing with our outfit ?" insisted Hawkins, as the negroes began industriously to clear the surfaces of the tables.
"You can see what they're doing," Tom rejoined.
"You blacks get out and leave our property alone," warned Hawkins, darting among them.
The negroes drew back, in some alarm, for the gambler looked dangerous with one hand at his hip pocket.
"Go get on with your work, men," counseled Tom.