His stake was covered with another dollar, the betting being even money.
"Fair go!" cried the boxer.
Chook jerked the coins upward with the skill of an old gaffer; they flew into the dome, and then dropped spinning.

As they touched the canvas floor, a hundred voices cried "Two heads!" "Two heads!" cried the boxer, and a shower of coins flew across the ring to the winners.
"A dollar or ten bob heads!" cried the boxer, staking Chook's win.
Chook spun the coins again, and as they dropped heads, the boxer raked in one pound.
"Wot d'ye set ?" he cried to Chook.
"The lot," cried Chook, and spun the coins.

Heads again, and Chook had two pounds in the boxer's hands, who put ten shillings aside in case Chook "threw out", and staked thirty.

Chook headed them again, and was three pounds to the good.

The gaffers realized that a trot of heads was coming, and the boxer had to offer twelve to ten to cover Chook's stake.