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“
We
’
ll
change
the
game
:
the
lowest
point
shall
win
the
stake
—
it
may
cut
off
my
ill
luck
.
Do
you
refuse
?
”
“
No
—
go
on
,
”
said
Venn
.
“
O
,
there
they
are
again
—
damn
them
!
”
cried
Wildeve
,
looking
up
.
The
heath
-
croppers
had
returned
noiselessly
,
and
were
looking
on
with
erect
heads
just
as
before
,
their
timid
eyes
fixed
upon
the
scene
,
as
if
they
were
wondering
what
mankind
and
candlelight
could
have
to
do
in
these
haunts
at
this
untoward
hour
.
“
What
a
plague
those
creatures
are
—
staring
at
me
so
!
”
he
said
,
and
flung
a
stone
,
which
scattered
them
;
when
the
game
was
continued
as
before
.
Wildeve
had
now
ten
guineas
left
;
and
each
laid
five
.
Wildeve
threw
three
points
;
Venn
two
,
and
raked
in
the
coins
.
The
other
seized
the
die
,
and
clenched
his
teeth
upon
it
in
sheer
rage
,
as
if
he
would
bite
it
in
pieces
.
“
Never
give
in
—
here
are
my
last
five
!
”
he
cried
,
throwing
them
down
.
“
Hang
the
glowworms
—
they
are
going
out
.
Why
don
’
t
you
burn
,
you
little
fools
?
Stir
them
up
with
a
thorn
.
”
He
probed
the
glowworms
with
a
bit
of
stick
,
and
rolled
them
over
,
till
the
bright
side
of
their
tails
was
upwards
.
“
There
’
s
light
enough
.
Throw
on
,
”
said
Venn
.
Wildeve
brought
down
the
box
within
the
shining
circle
and
looked
eagerly
.
He
had
thrown
ace
.
“
Well
done
!
—
I
said
it
would
turn
,
and
it
has
turned
.
”
Venn
said
nothing
;
but
his
hand
shook
slightly
.
He
threw
ace
also
.
