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"
Just
as
you
like
.
I
do
n't
know
really
enough
about
it
to
play
.
But
I
surely
get
the
nice
present
if
you
win
?
"
"
You
do
,
win
or
lose
,
"
he
murmured
.
"
And
now
you
put
the
money
on
the
numbers
I
call
.
Twenty
on
seven
.
Eighty
on
thirteen
.
Eighty
on
thirty
.
Twenty
on
nine
.
Fifty
on
twenty-four
.
"
He
was
following
a
system
of
his
own
,
and
in
obedience
Aileen
's
white
,
plump
arm
reached
here
and
there
while
the
spectators
paused
,
realizing
that
heavier
playing
was
being
done
by
this
pair
than
by
any
one
else
.
Lynde
was
plunging
for
effect
.
He
lost
a
thousand
and
fifty
dollars
at
one
clip
.
"
Oh
,
all
that
good
money
!
"
exclaimed
Aileen
,
mock-pathetically
,
as
the
croupier
raked
it
in
.
"
Never
mind
,
we
'll
get
it
back
,
"
exclaimed
Lynde
,
throwing
two
one-thousand-dollar
bills
to
the
cashier
.
"
Give
me
gold
for
those
.
"
The
man
gave
him
a
double
handful
,
which
he
put
down
between
Aileen
's
white
arms
.
"
One
hundred
on
two
.
One
hundred
on
four
.
One
hundred
on
six
.
One
hundred
on
eight
.
"
The
pieces
were
five-dollar
gold
pieces
,
and
Aileen
quickly
built
up
the
little
yellow
stacks
and
shoved
them
in
place
.
Again
the
other
players
stopped
and
began
to
watch
the
odd
pair
.
Aileen
's
red-gold
head
,
and
pink
cheeks
,
and
swimming
eyes
,
her
body
swathed
in
silks
and
rich
laces
;
and
Lynde
,
erect
,
his
shirt
bosom
snowy
white
,
his
face
dark
,
almost
coppery
,
his
eyes
and
hair
black
--
they
were
indeed
a
strikingly
assorted
pair
.
"
What
's
this
?
What
's
this
?
"
asked
Grier
,
coming
up
.
"
Who
's
plunging
?
You
,
Mrs.
Cowperwood
?
"
"
Not
plunging
,
"
replied
Lynde
,
indifferently
.
"
We
're
merely
working
out
a
formula
--
Mrs.
Cowperwood
and
I.
We
're
doing
it
together
.
"
