hesitated

not a ranked Reprisist," Bailey said. "I play only for my own amusement."
Swithin nodded, giving the cage a final glance. "Interesting," he said. "Perhaps you'll honor me . . . ?" Without waiting for assent, he plopped himself in the chair Dovo had vacated. With a flick of his hand he returned the nexi to starting line-up and looked at Bailey expectantly.
Bailey hesitated, then sat down. "The honor is mine," he said. "But one condition . . . token stakes only."
Swithin shot him a startled look, his lower lip thrust out. "What's that? Token stakes? Am I to understand—"
"Having just taken a hundred M from me at one move, Sir Jannock is naturally desirous ke