What was left over--and that was the three dollars and twenty cents--he tossed into the can of tobacco on a shelf.
"We'll let that ride--to sober up on, if we go broke," he grunted.

"Come on--let's get action." Action, of a sort, they proceeded to get.

Luck brought luck of the same complexion.

They won in fluctuating spells of good cards and judicious teamwork.

They did not cheat, though Frank was ready if Bud had led him that way.