Sci. You may cavil as much as you like. At any rate you are not going to have my nuts.
Tull. Come now, I will let you have the throw. Let us play now for the stake, and may you have good luck!
Sci. You are beaten.
Tull. Take it.
Lent. Let me have the dice.
Tull. Let’s stake all on this throw.
Lent. I don’t mind.
A Servant. To your meal, boys. Will you never make an end of your games?
Tull. Now just as we are getting started, she talks of stopping!