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VII. The Morning and the Evening of a Day

           

           “You’llanyhowhavethesamechanceastherestofus,”saidSam.

           “Andtheextraluckofbeingthelastcomer,”saidanother.

           “AndIwasbornwi’acaul,andperhapscanbenomoreruinedthandrowned?”Christianadded,beginningtogiveway.

           UltimatelyChristianlaiddownhisshilling,therafflebegan,andthedicewentround.WhenitcametoChristian’sturnhetooktheboxwithatremblinghand,shookitfearfully,andthrewapair-royal.Threeoftheothershadthrowncommonlowpairs,andalltherestmerepoints.

           “Thegentlemanlookedlikewinning,asIsaid,”observedthechapmanblandly.“Takeit,sir;thearticleisyours.”

           “Haw-haw-haw!”saidFairway.“I’mdamnedifthisisn’tthequareststartthateverIknowed!”

           “Mine?”askedChristian,withavacantstarefromhistargeteyes.“I—Ihaven’tgotneithermaid,wife,norwidderbelongingtomeatall,andI’mafearditwillmakemelaughedattoha’eit,MasterTraveller.WhatwithbeingcurioustojoininIneverthoughtofthat!WhatshallIdowi’awoman’sclothesinMYbedroom,andnotlosemydecency!”

           “Keep’em,tobesure,”saidFairway,“ifitisonlyforluck.Perhaps’twilltemptsomewomanthatthypoorcarcasehadnopoweroverwhenstandingempty-handed.”

           “Keepit,certainly,”saidWildeve,whohadidlywatchedthescenefromadistance.

           Thetablewasthenclearedofthearticles,andthemenbegantodrink.

           “Well,tobesure!”saidChristian,halftohimself.

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