You was at the clubroom, that's where you was.

At that clubroom, smokin' and playin' cards with that deprivated crowd of loafers and gamblers.

Tell me the truth, now, wasn't you ?" Mr.Parker's tie fell off then, but neither he nor his sister noticed it.
"Gamblers!" he snorted.

"There ain't no gamblers there.

Playin' a hand or two of Californy Jack just for fun ain't gamblin'.