But here I reflect that this could be endless and not at all interesting.
I dismiss the fatalist as a quibbler and play on.

Now there is no dispute, unless there be other quibblers.

Fixed is the order in which the cards shall fall, eight at a time.

There is pure fatalism.

But in the movings after each eight are dealt, I shall consciously choose and judge, which is pure free will--or an imitation of it sufficiently colorable to satisfy any, but quibblers.