Then Hazleton opened it on three nines.
Bloodgood sat next. He had two pairs, aces up, and he raised instantly.
Montfort was the next man. He held a pair of deuces, but he saw all that
had been bet, and doubled the amount!
Mr. Slush hesitated a little. He seemed ready to lay down, but finally
braced up and came in, calling.
Hazleton did not accept the call. He raised again.
Bloodgood looked at his hand and cursed under his breath. It was just
good enough to make him feel that he ought to make another raise, but
he began to think there were other good hands out, and it was not
possible to tell where continued raising would land him, so he "made
good."
With nothing but a pair of deuces in his hand, Montfort "cracked her up"
again for a good round sum.
The hair on the head of Mr. Slush seemed to stand. He swallowed and
looked pale. Then he "made good."
Hazleton had his turn again, and he improved it. For the next few
minutes, Montfort and Hazleton had a merry time raising, but neither
Slush nor Bloodgood threw up.
"This is where they are sinking the knife in the suckers!" muttered Jack
Diamond.
Frank Merriwell said not a word. His eyes were watching every move.
At last the betting stopped, and Slush picked up the pack to give out
the cards.
Hazleton called for two. He received them, and remained imperturbable.
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