At about two o’clock Grendall was the only winner.  The play had not been very high, but nevertheless he had won largely.  Whenever a large pool had collected itself he swept it into his garners.  The men opposed to him hardly grudged him this stroke of luck.  He had hitherto been unlucky; and they were able to pay him with his own paper, which was so valueless that they parted with it without a pang.  Even Dolly Longestaffe seemed to have a supply of it.  The only man there not so furnished was Montague, and while the sums won were quite small he was allowed to pay with cash.  But to Sir Felix it was frightful to see ready money going over to Miles Grendall, as under no circumstances could it be got back from him.  ‘Montague...