"I demand," barked Berry, "that I be allowed the wherewithal to prosecute my suit."
"Not a farthing," said Daphne. "To think that that two hundred pounds is gone makes me feel ill."
"That's exactly why I want to win it back—and more also." He looked round desperately. "Anybody want a birthright? For two hundred and fifty quid—I'd change my name."
"It sounds idiotic, I know," said I, "but supposing—supposing you lost."
"I shan't to-night," said Berry.
"Sure?"
"Positive. I tell you, I feel——"
"And you," said Jonah scornfully, "you have the temerity to talk about praying for others' souls. You sit there and——"
"I tell you," insisted Berry, "that I have a premonition. Look here. If I don't have a dart to-night, I shall never be the same man again…. Boy, I implore you——"
I shook my head.