Under six, 'Stay.' Over six, 'Go.'" Captain Helding cast the dice; the top of the cask serving for a table.
He threw seven.
"Go," said Crayford.

"I congratulate you, sir.

Now for my own chance." He cast the dice in his turn.

Three! "Stay! Ah, well! well! if I can do my duty, and be of use to others, what does it matter whether I go or stay?
Wardour, you are next, in the absence of your first lieutenant." Wardour prepared to cast, without shaking the dice.
"Shake the box, man!" cried Crayford.

"Give yourself a chance of luck!" Wardour persisted in letting the dice fall out carelessly, just as they lay in the box.
"Not I!" he muttered to himself.