Linton.—Ha! I suppose you think you'll peg out.
Benn (excitedly).—Pl'y!
Linton.—Twenty-eight.
Benn.—Thirty-one! Gime! And look at me 'and. (Spreads out his cards.) Never needed to count it. Double run of four, five, six.
Linton (stretching).—I have no luck.
Benn.—Unlucky at cards, lucky in love.
Linton (darkly).—Love! Women have been my undoing. What I've suffered on their account! Thank God, I never married.
Benn (humorously).—Well, you can thank God I did.
Linton (stretching).—Ho, hum! a long day.
Benn.—Did you ever see the like for the time of year? I've been in this country twenty years and I've never seen such a Spring. The climate's gettin'
