Berry was addressing the croupier.
"No. Don't touch the stake. She's not finished yet."
"Esta hecho?"
"Don't leave it all," begged Daphne. "Take——"
"No vas mas."
Desperately I started to check the money again….
"Zero."
There was a long gasp of wonderment, immediately followed by a buzz of exclamation. The croupiers were smiling. Jill was jumping up and down in her seat. Adèle was shaking Jonah by the arm. My sister was clinging to Berry, imploring him to "stop now." The two Frenchmen were laughing and nodding their congratulations. The little old lady was bowing and beaming good-will. Excepting, perhaps, the croupiers. Berry seemed less concerned than anyone present.
"No. I'm not going to stop," he said gently, "because that would be foolish. But I'll give it a miss this time, because it's not coming up. It's no longer a question of guessing, dear. I tell you, I know."
The ball went flying.