woode added up the figures and showed the results:
| Winners | Losers | ||
| Sloan........... | $60.00 | Shields...... | $120.00 |
| Cap Wright........ | 90.00 | Reifenstein... | 290.00 |
| Mr. Eaton........ | 280.00 | Torreale...... | 545.00 |
| Mr. Spottiswoode. | 785.00 | Castelleone... | 260.00 |
| $1215.00 | $1215.00 |
"Now, gentlemen, the only way is to call off the game" Colonel Spottiswoode began shoving the money that he had won into the center of the table. Eaton turned towards the door, which the Colonel quickly closed with his foot, "I beg you, Mr. Eaton, not to hurry. We should like to settle this game properly.
"The game is settled for my part," Eaton repeated doggedly, Torreale and Castelleone had been whispering together, their eyes fixed covetously on the gold. They were sitting directly across the table. Torreale reached out his hand and succeeded in getting hold of the money. "It's a swindle," he ejaculated. "You have my money. I want my five hundred and forty-five dollars."
"I want my two hundred and sixty dollars" added Castelleone.
"Wait a moment," Shields urged. Reifenstein said nothing.
