The Confessions of Harry Lorrequer — Volume 4 by Charles James Lever
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and judgment of my play; so much for fortune, thought I, my judgment
consists in a perfect ignorance of the chances, and my coolness is merely a thorough indifference to success; whether it was now that the flattery had its effect upon me, or that the passion for play, so long dormant, had suddenly seized hold upon me, I know not, but my attention became from that moment rivetted upon the game, and I played every deal. Guy, who had been from the first betting with the indifferent success which I have so often observed to attend upon the calculations of old and experienced gamblers, now gave up, and employed himself merely in watching my game. "Harry," said he at last, "I am completely puzzled as to whether you are merely throwing down your louis at hazard, or are not the deepest player I have ever met with." "You shall see," said I, as I stooped over towards the banker, and whispered, "how far is the betting permitted?" "Fifteen thousand francs," said the croupier, with a look of surprise. "Then be it," said I; "quinze mille francs, rouge." In a moment the rouge won, and the second deal I repeated the bet, and so continuing on with the like success; when I was preparing my rouleau for the fifth, the banquier rose, and saying-- "Messiers, la banque est fermee pour ce soir," proceeded to lock his casette, and close the table. "You are satisfied now," said Guy, rising, "you see you have broke the |
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