Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 103, November 12, 1892 by Various
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fascinating game?
_Mr. C._ Well, I don't understand the way they play it here--too complicated far _me_, you know! _Miss D._ (_to herself_). Anything to gain time! (_Aloud._) Oh, it's quite simple--you just put your money down on any number you choose, and say "_Sur le_"--whatever it is, and, if it wins, you get seven times your stake. _Croupier_. Tous sont payƩs--faites vos jeux, Messieurs,--les jeux sont partis! _Miss D._ I know what I should do--I should back 7 this time. I've a presentiment he'll win. _Mr. C._ Then why don't you back him? _Miss D._ Because I don't happen to have brought any money with me. _Mr. C._ Oh, I daresay I can accommodate you with a franc or two, if that's all. _Miss D._ Thank you, I won't trouble you: but do back him yourself, just to see if I'm not right. _Croupier_. Les jeux sont faits. Rien ne va plus! _Mr. C._ (_throwing a franc on the table_). Sur le sept! (_To_ Miss D.) I say, he's raked it in. What'_s that_ for? |
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