by Jake Jacobs
11 September 2015
The Captain had just thrown a set of sixes.
With a cry of animal joy he shouted: "Six in a row! Six in a row!"
"Give it a rest, Beast," said Erdös, who wanted him to hurry, as he was the next Captain, "just save the gammon."
"You're always rooting for low numbers, Erdös," grumbled the Beast, after failing to roll five more sets of boxes.
Meanwhile, there was an argument over the score.
"Look here: if I won nine this game and sixteen the next I should have been plus twenty-five ..."
"You are trying my patience, Pythagoras," said Napier, who was keeping the log, naturally.
"I'm just saying, if I was plus on this line here, and plus on this line I couldn't possibly have crossed into the minus column ..."
"Ah, Euclid scored that while I was in the bathroom! He's in his own universe, that guy."
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