Two others then came forward, took a chance each, and paid their stakes. There were now only two more “tickets” to dispose of.
Amongst the first who had entered their name upon the list, was a young miner, who to all appearance, took a greater interest in the proceedings than any person present.
I saw the woman give him a glance, that might be interpreted into the words, “I wish you would win me.” He appeared to notice it, and take the hint: for he immediately entered himself for another chance.
The remaining share was then taken by somebody else; and the ceremony of throwing the dice was commenced.
Each was to have three throws, taking three dice at each throw; and the man who should score the highest number, was to win the woman.
A name would be called out, as it stood on the list; the owner of it would then come forward, and throw the dice—when the number he should score would be recorded against his name.
All the numbers made, chanced to be very low, none of them reaching over thirty-eight—until I had finished “tossing the bones,” when I was told that the aggregate recorded in my favour was forty-seven.
I felt as good as certain that the woman was mine: for the chances were more than a hundred to one against any of the five others who were to throw after me.
The young fellow who had paid for two shares, looked very blank: his remaining chance was now scarce worth a shilling.
“I will give you fifteen pounds for your throw,” said he, addressing himself to me.