_Miss D._ For the Bank, or Charity, or something--they always do that
if you stake too late.

_Mr. C._ Swindle, _I_ call it. And I should have won, too--it _is_ 7.
I've had enough of this--suppose we go and dance?

_Miss D._ Why, you're not going to give in already--after so nearly
winning, too?

_Mr. C._ Ah, well, I'll have just one more go--and then we'll be off.
I'm going to try the 9 this time. [_He stakes._

_Miss D. I_ should have gone on the 4--it's time one of the even
numbers won again.

_Mr. C._ Oh, would you? All right, then. (_To_ Cr.) Pas sur le
neuf--le quatre. (_The_ Croupier _transfers the franc to 4._) They're
off--can't tell the winner yet. Now they're slower--4's good--4's very
good. See where he's stopped, not an inch from the post! This isn't
half a bad game.

[_A horse with a red flag at his head, labelled No. 9, creeps
slowly up, and stops just ahead of 4._

_Croupier_. Neuf, impair, et rouge!

_Mr. C._ It's 9 after all--and I backed him first. (_In an injured
tone._) I should have _won_ if you hadn't said that about 4!