"I've done with luck." Saying those words, he threw down the empty box, and seated himself on the nearest chest, without looking to see how the dice had fallen.
Crayford examined them.

"Six!" he exclaimed.

"There! you have a second chance, in spite of yourself.

You are neither under nor over--you throw again." "Bah!" growled the Bear.

"It's not worth the trouble of getting up for.
Somebody else throw for me." He suddenly looked at Frank.