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For these
habitual players at Monte Carlo are very superstitious, and it takes but
little to unnerve them. There are young women there too, who play first,
to see if they can win, and when by the fall of the little ball their
gold piece is doubled, they try again and again, until the habit is
fixed, and their faces are as well known in the saloons as those of the
old men with the blear eyes, which find time between the plays to scan
these young girls curiously, and calculate their price.
And among these young women, Daisy McPherson sat the morning after her
arrival at Monte Carlo, with a look of sweet innocence on her face, and
apparent unconsciousness of the attention she was attracting. She had
been among the first who entered the _salon_ at the hour of its opening,
for she was eager for the contest. She did not expect Archie to play,
for she knew he would not break the promise made to his dying father.
But she was bound by no such vow, and she meant to make her fortune on
the spot where gold was won so easily, and alas, so easily lost.


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