[Whose luck has been against him, throwing himself, sulkily, onto the couch.] Bah! I'll risk no further stake.
Colpoys.
Just because you lose sevenpence in coppers you go on like this!
[Charles, turning from the table, faces Colpoys.]
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Colpoys.
[Tearing his hair, and glaring at Charles wildly.] Ah—h—h, I am ruined! I have lost my all! my children are beggars——!
Charles.
Ho, ho, ho! he, he, he!