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“
Yes
.
Do
ye
suppose
they
really
be
the
devil
’
s
playthings
,
Mr
.
Wildeve
?
If
so
,
’
tis
no
good
sign
that
I
be
such
a
lucky
man
.
”
“
You
ought
to
win
some
money
,
now
that
you
’
ve
got
them
.
Any
woman
would
marry
you
then
.
Now
is
your
time
,
Christian
,
and
I
would
recommend
you
not
to
let
it
slip
.
Some
men
are
born
to
luck
,
some
are
not
.
I
belong
to
the
latter
class
.
”
“
Did
you
ever
know
anybody
who
was
born
to
it
besides
myself
?
”
“
O
yes
.
I
once
heard
of
an
Italian
,
who
sat
down
at
a
gaming
table
with
only
a
louis
,
(
that
’
s
a
foreign
sovereign
)
,
in
his
pocket
.
He
played
on
for
twenty
-
four
hours
,
and
won
ten
thousand
pounds
,
stripping
the
bank
he
had
played
against
.
Then
there
was
another
man
who
had
lost
a
thousand
pounds
,
and
went
to
the
broker
’
s
next
day
to
sell
stock
,
that
he
might
pay
the
debt
.
The
man
to
whom
he
owed
the
money
went
with
him
in
a
hackney
-
coach
;
and
to
pass
the
time
they
tossed
who
should
pay
the
fare
.
The
ruined
man
won
,
and
the
other
was
tempted
to
continue
the
game
,
and
they
played
all
the
way
.
When
the
coachman
stopped
he
was
told
to
drive
home
again
:
the
whole
thousand
pounds
had
been
won
back
by
the
man
who
was
going
to
sell
.
”
“
Ha
—
ha
—
splendid
!
”
exclaimed
Christian
.
“
Go
on
—
go
on
!
”
“
Then
there
was
a
man
of
London
,
who
was
only
a
waiter
at
White
’
s
clubhouse
.
He
began
playing
first
half
-
crown
stakes
,
and
then
higher
and
higher
,
till
he
became
very
rich
,
got
an
appointment
in
India
,
and
rose
to
be
Governor
of
Madras
.
His
daughter
married
a
member
of
Parliament
,
and
the
Bishop
of
Carlisle
stood
godfather
to
one
of
the
children
.
”
“
Wonderful
!
wonderful
!
”
“
And
once
there
was
a
young
man
in
America
who
gambled
till
he
had
lost
his
last
dollar
.
He
staked
his
watch
and
chain
,
and
lost
as
before
;
staked
his
umbrella
,
lost
again
;
staked
his
hat
,
lost
again
;
staked
his
coat
and
stood
in
his
shirt
-
sleeves
,
lost
again
.
Began
taking
off
his
breeches
,
and
then
a
looker
-
on
gave
him
a
trifle
for
his
pluck
.
With
this
he
won
.
Won
back
his
coat
,
won
back
his
hat
,
won
back
his
umbrella
,
his
watch
,
his
money
,
and
went
out
of
the
door
a
rich
man
.
”
“
Oh
,
’
tis
too
good
—
it
takes
away
my
breath
!
Mr
.
Wildeve
,
I
think
I
will
try
another
shilling
with
you
,
as
I
am
one
of
that
sort
;
no
danger
can
come
o
’
t
,
and
you
can
afford
to
lose
.
