The game was a long one, and I did give him some trouble: but he was a better player than I.
'What keen gamesters you are!' said Mr.Hattersley, who had now entered, and been watching us for some time.

'Why, Mrs.Huntingdon, your hand trembles as if you had staked your all upon it! and, Walter, you dog, you look as deep and cool as if you were certain of success, and as keen and cruel as if you would drain her heart's blood! But if I were you, I wouldn't beat her, for very fear: she'll hate you if you do--she will, by heaven! I see it in her eye.' 'Hold your tongue, will you ?' said I: his talk distracted me, for I was driven to extremities.

A few more moves, and I was inextricably entangled in the snare of my antagonist.
'Check,' cried he: I sought in agony some means of escape.

'Mate!' he added, quietly, but with evident delight.

He had suspended the utterance of that last fatal syllable the better to enjoy my dismay.