The luck had not declared itself as yet; none of them had lost or won very much.

The bell-boy brought up the siphons.

The Dummy took off his coat, and the other two followed his example.

They were all smoking, and an acrid blue haze filled the room, making a golden blur about each gas globe.
But little by little the passion of the gambling seized upon them.

The luck had begun to declare itself, alternating between Ellis and the Dummy.