The Boy Grew Older

[...]Your son was born ten minutes ago, said the voice at the other end of the wire. I'll be up, replied Peter Neale, right away. But it wasn't right away. First he had to go upstairs to the card room and settle his losses. Indeed he played one more pot for when he returned to the table his deal had come around again. He felt that it was not the thing to quit just then. The other men might think h...