"A pair of dice," said Adams, heavily. "Mr. Sutton and I are about to gamble."
''Dice, sir?"
"Yes, that pair you and the cook are using."
"Yes, sir," said Jonathon.
He turned and disappeared and Sutton listened to his feet going through the house, fainter and fainter.
Adams turned to face him.
"One throw each," he said. "High man wins."
Sutton nodded, tense.
"If you win you get the hour," said Adams. "If I win you take my orders."
"I'll throw with you," said Sutton. "On terms like that, I'm willing to gamble."