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-- well , I guess yes ! '' Then in that desperate moment I broke down and confessed all to Bunch . I told him how my haughty spirit disdained a tip and how in the pride of my heart I doped the cards myself and fell in the well . I told him of my feverish desire to beat the Bookmakers down through the earth till they yelled for mercy , and I told him of my pitiful dilemma and how I had to build a home in the country before noon to-morrow or do a dog trot to the Bad lands . Then Bunch began to laugh -- a long , loud , discordant laugh which ended in , `` John , I 'll help you make good ! '' and then I began to sit up and notice things . `` I 'm away head of this pitty-pat game at the Merry-go-Round , '' Bunch went on , `` and it so happens that recently I peeled the wrapper off my roll and swapped it for a country home for my sister and her daughter .