men and women stood ten deep about it and others perched on chairs
and tables along the walls. A roar arose suddenly, followed by
utter silence; then came the clink and rattle of silver. A moment,
and the crowd resumed its laughter and talk.

"All down, boys," sounded the level voice of the dealer. "The
field or the favorite. He's made eighteen straight passes. Get
your money on the line." There ensued another breathless instant
wherein she heard the thud of dice, then followed the shout of
triumph that told what the spots revealed. The dealer payed off.
Glenister reared himself head and shoulders above the others and
pushed out through the ring to the roulette-wheel. The rest
followed. Behind the circular table they had quitted, the dealer
was putting away his dice, and there was not a coin in his rack.
Mexico Mullins approached Cherry, and she questioned him.

"He just broke the crap game," Mullins told her; "nineteen passes
without losing the bones."

"How much did he win?"

"Oh, he didn't win much himself, but it's the people betting with
him that does the damage! They're gamblers, most of them, and they
play the limit. He took out the Black Jack bank-roll first,
$4,000, then cleaned the 'Tub.' By that time the tin horns began
to come in. It's the greatest run I ever see."

"Did you get in?"

"Now, don't you know that I never play anything but 'bank'? If he