The pugnacious player had held a king high straight, and he had stayed until Irish sent in all his chips.

He gave a bellow and jumped up and hit Irish a glancing blow back of the ear.

Let us not go into details.

You know Irish--or you should know him by this time.

A man who will get away with a bluff like that should be left alone or brained in the beginning of the fight--especially when he can look down on the hair of a six-foot man, and has muscles hardened by outdoor living.