"
Before even expectant Tom realized what was happening, Duff had pressed
a wad of paper money into his hand.
"What is this?" demanded Reade.
"Don't let everyone see it," warned the gambler. "You'll find two
hundred dollars there, in bills. That's for the first two days of our
tent privilege here."
"You contemptible hound!" exclaimed Tom angrily.
Whish! The tightly folded wad of bank notes left Tom's hand, landing
squarely in Jim Duff Is face.
In an instant the gambler's face turned white. His hand flew back to a
pocket in which he carried a pistol.
CHAPTER III
TOM MAKES A SPEECH ON GAMBLING
"Cut out the gun-play! That doesn't go here!" Tom uttered warningly.
One swift step forward, and one hand caught Jim Duff by the throat.
With the other hand Tom caught Duff's right wrist and wrenched away the
pistol that instantly appeared in the gambler's hand.
The weapon Tom threw on the ground, some feet away. Then, with eyes
blazing with contempt, Tom Reade struck the gambler heavily across the
face with the flat of his hand.
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