Sir Arthur, I half regret to rob thee thus, but I shall ask my slipper in hand paid.
Pardon me, too, if I chide thee for risking it in play.

Gentlemen, there is much in this little shoe, empty as it is." He dandled it upon his finger, hardly looking at the winnings that lay before him.

"'Tis monstrous pretty, this little shoe," he said, rousing himself from his half reverie.
"Confound thee, man!" cried Castleton, "that is the only thing we grudge.

Of sovereigns there are plenty at the coinage--but of a shoe like this, there is not the equal this day in England!" "So ?" laughed Law.

"Well, consider, 'tis none too easy to make the run of _trente_.