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ok embracing them all but lingering upon Jim Kendric, "I have a curiosity to know who of you in my house is the most favored of the gods!" "There's a goodly pile there, Senorita," said Barlow who could never look upon gold without hungering. "You mean it all goes to the man who wins? And you don't play?" "All that," she answered him steadily, "goes to the man who wins. With perhaps much more? Who knows?" Bruce stepped eagerly to the table where already Barlow was before him with a heap of the gold drawn up to his hand. Ruiz Rios took his place indifferently, affecting a look of ennui. Kendric held back. Betty, aloof from them all, looked about her as though to escape. But at each door, as though forbidding exit, stood one of Zoraida's men. "You yourself do not play?" Barlow asked of Zoraida. "This time, my friend," she replied, "I am content to watch." Content rather, thought Kendric, to amuse herself by stirring up more bad blood among friends. For the look he saw on her face was one of pure malicious mischief. It occurred to him that she had sorrowed not at all over the taking off of Escobar at Rios's hand; he had the suspicion that in her cleverness she discerned looming trouble as a result of encouraging the infatuations of two men like Bruce and Barlow, and that before she would let herself be destroyed by an inevitable jealous rage she meant to set them at each other's throats. Such an act he deemed entirely germane to Zoraida's dark methods. "Senor Jim does not care to play?" she asked quietly. Had not Betty chosen to look at him then Kendric's answer would have been a blunt, "No." But Betty did look, and the glance was as eloquent as a gush of stinging words. Without a clue to the girl's thoughts, he merely set her down as the most illogical, impertinent and irritating creature it had ever been his bad lot to encounter. For her eyes told him that he was an animal of some sort of a crawling species which she abhorred. This after he had put in long troubled hours seeking the way to be of service to her! "Bah," he said in his heart, staring coldly at her until she averted her eyes, "they're all the same." And to Zoraida, "I'll play but I play with my own money." Zoraida only laughed. His open rudeness seemed unmarked. "Barlow," said Kendric, "I want a word with you first." Barlow did not turn or lift his eyes. "Talk fast then," he retorted. "The game's waiting." "In p
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