"O, no," said Mr. Chauncy.
"Yes, come," said Charles. "Besides, we ought to do our part to assist in entertaining one another."
So saying, Charles led Mr. Chauncy along, and partly by persuasion, and partly by a little gentle force, he made him take out his purse and produce a half sovereign, too. He also subscribed himself, and then drew both the tickets. He gave one of them to Mr. Chauncy, and the other he kept himself; and then the two friends walked away. Mr. Chauncy's ticket was 66, the number immediately below that which Hilbert had drawn.
Mr. Chauncy, being now tired of walking, went to sit down upon one of the settees next to where Hilbert and Rollo had just gone to take a seat. Mr. Chauncy was next to Hilbert. He immediately began to talk with Hilbert about the lottery.
"Have you got a ticket in this lottery?" he asked.
"Yes," said Hilbert; "mine is 267. What is yours?"
"I don't know," said Mr. Chauncy; "I did not observe." As he said this, however, he took his ticket out of his pocket, and said, reading it, "Ninety-nine."
He was holding it wrong side upward, and so it read 99.
"Ho!" said Hilbert, "that will not get the prize. We shall not go 299 miles. I would not exchange mine for yours on any account."
"No," said Mr. Chauncy, "nor would I exchange mine for yours."