Hire a room upstairs if you want to keep on with the game.

Pick up the stuff, you fellows." "But see here," the speaker was upon his feet protesting.

"The old man told us we could come in here." "The old man's word don't go for this floor to-night, partner.

It's rented by the post officers.

Now mosey right along, and don't come back unless you are looking for trouble--you too, Fatty." Right or wrong there was plainly no use continuing the argument, for Hamlin's fingers were upon the butt of his revolver, and his eyes hardened at the delay.