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“Oh, because I fought him; because his fishpole got smashed.” They found Jerry at the bunkhouse sitting in a game of poker with four or five of the cowboys. The players asked Bob to take a hand in the game but he refused. He had never played cards for money and he never intended to. Somehow, he was surprised that Jerry was playing; he had never mentioned cards, but Bob had always felt that Jerry was not that sort. He watched for a moment and saw that Jerry was evidently quite far behind. He was flushed and nervous. “Sorry,” sympathized Bob, “but I guess they found I’d got out and that scared ’em.”.
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