"What do you want with us ?" "It is a serious business, Tritton.

That fellow Sanders owns chits of Gordon's to the amount of fifteen hundred pounds." An exclamation of dismay broke from his hearers.
"Good heavens!" Tritton exclaimed, "how could he possibly have lost so much as that?
I know that the play has been high; but still, even with the worst luck, a man could hardly lose so much as that." "I fancy that, after the party in the mess room has broken up, several of them used to adjourn to Sanders' quarters; and it was there that the great bulk of the money was lost." "What a fool Gordon has been!" Lindsay said.

"What a madman! Such a good fellow, too! "Well, of course, nothing can be done.

If it were only a hundred or two, the money would be subscribed at once; but fifteen hundred is utterly beyond us.

What is he thinking of doing ?" "Well, he has eighteen hundred pounds, and he talked of drawing out the amount and paying up, and then exchanging into some other regiment.