"How shall we settle?"
"Aw, throw for it?"
"Yes. Isn't there a backgammon board forward, in that locker, Thomas?"
The board was found and the dice produced.
"The highest takes which?"
"Say Laura Thurston."
"Very good; throw."
"You first."
"No. Go on."
Charlie threw with about the same amount of excitement he might have exhibited in a turkey raffle.