And the feller studied a minute, and then says, kinder sad like, “Well—I’m only a stranger here, and I
ain’t got no frog—but if I had a frog I’d bet you.”
And then Smily says, “That’s all right—that’s all right—if you’ll hold my box a minute I’ll go and get
you a frog;” and so the feller took the box, and put up his forty dollars along with Smily’s, and set down
to wait.