A night or two after “Sam’s souse,” as the staff called it, four of the boys came back to the office and found Evan working, as usual, on the cash-book.
“Still at it?” asked Levison, the paying teller.
“Just struck a balance,” replied Nelson.
“Good,” said the teller, “we want another man to take a hand in poker. Come up when you’re through.”
“I don’t know how to play,” said Evan.
“You’ll soon learn.”
“I don’t think I want to learn.”
Sid grinned and Brower, the ledgerman, called:
“Aw, Nelsy, be a sport; we need some of this outside money.”...