In the palm of one hand he had a small mirror concealed.
By the aid of this mirror, he was watching the movements of Gage and Snell.
And he was making some very interesting discoveries! At length there came a large pot.

Hodge and Gage stayed in and raised till every one else fell out.

Hodge took one card; Gage, who was dealing, took two.
Then there was betting such as had never before been known in that old boathouse.
Hodge's face was pale, and he refused to call, for he believed his time to get square had come.

He put in his "paper" for more than fifty dollars, after his money was exhausted.
Finally the game came to an end, and Gage proclaimed himself the winner.
He started to take the money lying on the table.

Like a leaping tiger, Frank Merriwell came out of his chair, whirled, thrust Leslie's hands aside, and pushed the money toward Bart.
"Not this evening, Mr.Gage!" he said.