threw down his hand. The gambler pushed out two sovereigns. The other player went out.
Storm said, "I see your bet, and raise you another sovereign." The gambler, without saying a word, shoved forward some more gold.
"Get your money ready," whispered Storm to me.
I did not quite like his tone, but I made allowance for the excitement under which he was evidently laboring.
He threw on a five-pound note. The gambler put down another five-pound note, and then, as if it were the slightest thing possible, put a ten-pound note on top of that, which made the side players gasp. Storm had won sufficient to cover the bet and raise it. After that I had to feed in to him five-pound notes, keeping count of their number on my fingers as I did so. The first to begin to hesitate about putting money forward was the gambler.
He shot a glance now and again from under his eyebrows at the young man opposite. Finally, when my last five-pound note had been thrown on the pile, the gambler spoke for the first time.
"I call you," he said.
"Put down another five-pound note," cried the young man.
"I have called you," said the gambler.
