He shuffled, buried a trey, and gave me an ace-down, duck-up.
Why don't you change the trey of hearts to the place that suits you?
When Trey told her that he had no idea where her brother was, she believed him.
Presently Portlaw began in a babyish-irritated voice: "I've buried the deuce and trey of diamonds, and blocked myself—"
It seemed a true and honest die, for it came ...