Then he
says, 'Bet you for me,' and goes away, trusting to your honor. His luck
changes in my hands. Is he to lose all when he loses, and win nothing
when he wins, merely because I am so fortunate as to win much? However,
we shall hear what _he_ says. You gave him your address."
"I said I was at 'The Golden Star,' " growled Ashmead, in a tone that
plainly showed he was vexed with himself for being so communicative.
"Then he will pay us a visit as soon as he hears: so I need give myself
no further trouble."
"Why should you? Wait till he comes," said crafty Ashmead.
Ina Klosking colored. She felt her friend was tempting her, and felt she
was not quite beyond the power of temptation.
"What was he like?" said she, to turn the conversation.
"The handsomest young fellow I ever saw."
"Young, of course?"
"Yes, quite a boy. At least, he looked a boy. To be sure, his talk was
not like a boy's; very precocious, I should say."
"What a pity, to begin gambling so young!"
"Oh, he is all right. If he loses every farthing of his own, he will
marry money. Any woman would have him. You never saw such a curled
darling."
"Dark or fair?"
"Fair.
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