Place...

Conditions, you said--three throws and the winner names them....

Do you agree ?" Chauvelin hesitated.

Sir Percy's bantering mood did not quite fit in with his own elaborate plans, moreover the ex-ambassador feared a pitfall of some sort, and did not quite like to trust to this arbitration of the dice-box.
He turned, quite involuntarily, in appeal to the Prince of Wales and the other gentlemen present.
But the Englishman of those days was a born gambler.

He lived with the dice-box in one pocket and a pack of cards in the other.