"Then let's get inside.

Have you any matches ?" They went in to seek in the semi-obscurity for a suitable place and soon found a niche in which they could sit.

The shorter took some cards from his salakot, while the other struck a match, in the light from which they stared at each other, but, from the expressions on their faces, apparently without recognition.

Nevertheless, we can recognize in the taller and deep-voiced one Elias and in the shorter one, from the scar on his cheek, Lucas.
"Cut!" called Lucas, still staring at the other.

He pushed aside some bones that were in the niche and dealt an ace and a jack.
Elias lighted match after match.