Chapter 29—The Bell at Oakwood
A clap of thunder heard in every quarter of the terrestrial globe could not have produced more effect than the fall of the dice from the box in the hands of Tornbrock, as eight o’clock struck in the Auditorium on the 24th of June. The thousands assembled there—thinking it might be the last in the Hypperbone match—announced it all over Chicago, and thousands of telegrams spread it to the four corners of the New World and the Old.
It was, then, the masked man, the player of the last hour, the intruder of the codicil, in a word, or rather in three letters, this XKZ who had won the game, and with the game the sixty millions of dollars!
Let us see how this had been done by this favourite of fortune. While so many misfortunes had happened to the other players—on
