"Why, then,
of course, she is coming back! I expect she has gone to Paris for a
night in order to see friends passing through. How could the Pension
Malfait people think she had gone--I mean for good? You know, Madame
Wachner"--she lowered her voice, for she did not wish the driver to hear
what she was about to say--"you know that Anna won a very large sum of
money two nights ago."
Sylvia Bailey was aware that people had been robbed and roughly handled,
even in idyllic Lacville, when leaving the Casino after an especial
stroke of luck at the tables.
"I do hope nothing has happened to her!"
"'Appened to 'er? What do you mean?" Madame Wachner spoke quite crossly.
"Who ever thought of such a thing!" And she fanned herself vigorously
with a paper fan she held in her left hand. "As to her winnings--yes,
she won a lot of money the night she took the bank. But, remember that
she 'as 'ad plenty of time yesterday to lose it all again--ah, yes!"
"But she meant to give up play till Monday," said Sylvia, eagerly. "I
feel sure she never went inside the Casino yesterday.
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