"However, if you have scruples we might settle upon something within reason." Hampton ran the undealt pack carelessly through his fingers, his lips smiling pleasantly.

"Oh, never mind, if it chances to go above my pile I 'll drop out.

Meanwhile, I hardly believe there is any cause for you to be modest on my account." The play opened quietly and with some restraint, the faces of the men remaining impassive, their watchful glances evidencing nothing either of success or failure.

Hampton played with extreme caution for some time, his eyes studying keenly the others about the table, seeking some deeper understanding of the nature of his opponents, their strong and weak points, and whether or not there existed any prior arrangement between them.

He was there for a purpose, a clearly defined purpose, and he felt no inclination to accept unnecessary chances with the fickle Goddess of Fortune.