She could distinguish no shapes.
"Cheer up, old top; you're in hard luck." "I'm a bally ass." "No, no; only a ripping good sporty game all the way through." Oddly enough, Kitty sensed the irony.

She wondered if the speaker's companion did.
"Well, a wager's a wager." "And you're the last chap to welch a square bet.

What's the odds?
My word, I didn't urge you to change the stakes." "Didn't you ?" The voice was young and pleasant; and Kitty was sure that the owner's face was even as pleasant as his voice.

What had he wagered and lost?
"If you're really hard pressed.

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