"Eight I throwed! Now dice, do it again!"
"T' click-i-lick-lick-lick, 'ah eight!"
"Throw-e-d ten!"
"Haf 'e cain' hit!"
"Ah got yu!"
"Qua'ta' mo' I'n make it!" exclaimed the shooter, hesitating with upraised hand, but shaking the dice in them the while, and throwing a quarter across the table.
"Ah'll take yu'!" cried a burley on the other side.
"Shoot the dice, nigga, shoot the dice," commanded Moore.
"T-click-i-lick-i-lick 'ah-ha-eight!"
"Throwed five!"