Lynch shook the props, and dropped them on the stool.
"A nick!" exclaimed he, snatching the money.

"I'll go you a half now." "Half it is," replied Sanborn, as he placed the requisite sum on the money the other laid down.
Lynch rattled the props, and threw them down again.
"A browner!" cried he, intensely excited, as he seized the money with eager hand.
"Don't talk so loud, you fool!" added Sanborn.

"The fellows are asleep above us, and you will wake them up.

I'll go you a half again." "Half it is!" replied Lynch, in a whisper, as he shook again.
"An out!" said Sanborn, picking up the money.
"Three bells! Dry up!" interposed Wilton.

"One of the officers of the deck will be down in a minute." The young gamblers put away the implements, and drew back into their berths until the inspecting officer had looked into the room.