And he was always ready to make a bet, being ever provided with a book for that purpose.

He would take the odds that the sun did not rise on the morrow, and would either win the bet or wrangle in the losing of it.

He would wrangle, but would do so noiselessly, never on such occasions damaging his cause by a loud voice.

He was now about thirty-three years of age, and was two years younger than the baronet.

Sir Hugh was not a gambler like his brother, but I do not know that he was therefore a more estimable man.