Borrow, beg, or steal for money to play for her! and not a glimpse of the winning post.
St.Ombre 's a cool player; that 's at the bottom of the story.

He's cool because play doesn't bite him, as it did Ambrose.

I should say the other passion has never bitten him.

And he's alive and presentable; Ambrose under a sheet, with Chummy Potts to watch.

Chummy cried like a brat in the street for his lost mammy.