Among other places, the gossips all tell,—
He was brought to a flash,[612] gilded gaming hell,
Kept by a certain French Count—have a care![613]
You play wildly; now put your best there;—
By a certain French Count, De la Fontelle by name,
And his wife, a bewitching, heart-damaging dame;
As well-matched a pair for their devilish trade,
As the fiend incarnate[614] had e’er till then made.
Well, into this hell-trap of splendor and guilt,[615]
Young Malletti—his name—was dragged;—see, you have spilt