The words rang out, "_Faites vos jeux, Messieurs, Mesdames._" Then, "_Le
jeu est fait! Rien ne va plus!_"
The luck suddenly turned against Anna. She looked up, and found Sylvia's
eyes fixed on her. She made a slight motion, as if she wished her friend
to go away.
Sylvia slipped back, and walked quietly round the table. Then she stood
behind Anna, and once more the luck came back, and the lady banker's pile
of notes and gold grew higher and higher....
"This is the first time a woman has held the Bank this month," Sylvia
heard someone say.
And then there came an answer, "Yes, and it is by far the best Bank we
have had this month--in fact, it's the best play we've had this season!"
At last Anna pushed away her chair and got up.
One of the young men who had lost a good deal of money came up to her and
said smilingly.
"I hope, Madame, you are not going away. I propose now to take the Bank;
surely, you will allow me to have my revenge?"
Anna Wolsky laughed.
"Certainly!" she answered. "I propose to go on playing for some time
longer."
He took the Banker's seat, and the crowd dispersed to the other tables.
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