"As Miss Drewitt says, people who make bets must be prepared to lose; I thought I had more than this." There was an embarrassing silence, during which Miss Drewitt, who had turned very red, felt strangely uncomfortable.

She felt more uncomfortable still when Mr.Tredgold, discovering a bank-note and a little collection of gold coins in another pocket, artlessly expressed his joy at the discovery.

The simple-minded captain and Mr.Chalk both experienced a sense of relief; Miss Drewitt sat and simmered in helpless indignation.
"You're careless in money matters, my lad," said the captain, reprovingly.
"I couldn't understand him making all that fuss over a couple o' pounds," said Mr.Chalk, looking round.

"He's very free, as a rule; too free." Mr.Tredgold, sitting grave and silent, made no reply to these charges, and the girl was the only one to notice a faint twitching at the corners of his mouth.

She saw it distinctly, despite the fact that her clear, grey eyes were fixed dreamily on a spot some distance above his head.
She sat in her room upstairs after the visitors had gone, thinking it over.