"Ihave60left．I’llgoina．IfIlose,Iloseall；butifIwimywinningsandyour10,000.”
"It’sadeal!"hesaid．Theludicrouscouple,withtheirpreposterousandfarcicalbet，walkedintothegamblinghouse．Itwasnoisyandsmoky．Excitedshoutsofperpetualoptimistsandedcursesofdesperateloserscouldbeheardinallersoftheroom．WalkingtotheDominotable,Yokogedher60tochipsandpcedherbets；butwithinmiheywereallwipedaway．Sheshruggedphilosophicallyandsaid，
"Ahwell!That’sthat．I’mallyoursnow.”Shedidoobad,asshehadalwayslikedRichard，sothetursweretoherliking．Richard,however,pattedherontheshouldersandsaid，
"Cheerup!It’sok．Sinceyou’resodesperate,I’llgiveyouthe10,000,eventhoughyoulost．ButIwon’tholdyoutoyourpromiseifyouhavesedthoughts．Idon’tforcemyselfonpeople.”
"No，I’mgame．It’sfunlosingmyselftoalovablethief"andtheysmiledateachother．
"Butyou’thaveyourmoneyjustyet．Iheardabigshot，Mr．Kaffee，willbeingtonight，andhe’sloaded．Iwanttotrymyluckagaintonight．Thistimeformyself.”
"Withyourluaywianother300,000orevenamillion!"saidYokoexcitedly．
Justthen，asuddensilencereigheroomasallheadsturowardstheentraheowhegamblinghouseandhisstaffhurriedtoweletheirlong-expectedpatron，smilingandbowingobsequiously．Mr．Kaffeecamein,followedbyhisyoungaifulsecretaryIleen,carryingasuitcase．Aretinueofbodyguardscrowdedaroundhim，pushingtheirwayunceremoniouslythroughthecrowd．Heboastedtohisfollowers,saying，
"Iamrich．Idohemoney．Iejustforthepleasureofseeingtheexpressionofthoseblightedbastardsastheylosetheirshirtstome,cabishee?"TheowhegamblinghouseandhisstaffsmiledwidelyandnoddedinagreementtoallhesaidwhiletheyledhimtotheVIProomwheresomeoftherichestgamblersandmillionaireswerescatteredaroundchattingandsmoking，waitingforhisarrival．AcctoCalifornianw，whileoswherepatronslosttotheownerswereprohibited,gamblinghousesmaylegallyprovidesiteforpeoplewhowaogambleamongthemselves，andtheycouldtakeapertageofthewinningsasission．ThereforetheownersofthegambtinghouselookeduponrichtslikeMr．Kaffeeastheirbreadandbutter,andfawhemunabashedly．Richardwouldnothavenormallybeenadmittedtothisexclusiveroom，butbeinganolder，hekheattendants，andtheywereawarehehad35，000onhim，sotheygrudginglylethimpcetheminimumbetoryhisluck．Richard’sheartwasinaflurry．Ifhelost，Jamaz’shospitalbillsandhisitmenttoYokowouldbeallgoifhewon，hiswinningswoulddoubleortriple，andifhewoimessecutively,why,hewouldbemade!Suchwasthegambler’sdream,soeasilyinftedandwhieverknewwhentostop,whichwasthecrucialpoiweenwinningandlosing．
Mr．Kaffeesattheredetachlypuffingathiscigar，butRichard’seyesweregluedtothetable,whilergebeadsofperspirationstoodoutonhisforehead．Mr．Kaffee’slewdeyesfellonYoko，standingbesideRichardaookstockofherupanddown．Yokobowedherheadinembarrassment．Mr．Kaffeesmiledandentedrudelytohispanions，
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