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Lowndes, Marie Adelaide Belloc, 1868-1947

"The Chink in the Armour"


"Yes, do come!" cried Anna eagerly. "You can stay with me while the
carriage takes the Wachners on home, and then it can call for you on the
way back. I should not like you to walk to the Villa du Lac alone at this
time of night."
"Ah, but I'm not like you; I haven't won piles of money!" said Sylvia,
smiling.
"No, but that makes very little difference in a place like this--"
And then Monsieur and Madame Wachner joined them. L'Ami Fritz looked
quite moved out of himself. He seized Anna by the hand. "I congratulate
you!" he said heartily. "What a splendid thing to go on winning like
that. I wish I had been there, for I might have followed your luck!"
They all four walked out of the Casino. It was a very dark night.
"And what will you do with all that money?" Monsieur Wachner solicitously
inquired. "It is a great sum to carry about, is it not?"
"It is far better to carry about one's money than to trust it to anyone
but to a well-managed bank," exclaimed his wife, before Anna could answer
the question. "As for the hotel-keepers, I would not trust them with one
penny.


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