The claret was brought: he drained the tumbler, and threw it upon the table, where it broke into a dozen pieces.
"Clear this away, Thomas," said one of the Croupiers, completely unmoved.
"Yes, sir;" and the fragments of the tumbler disappeared forthwith.
The Bonnets, perceiving the presence of other strangers, were now compelled to withdraw their attention from the ruined gambler, and commence playing.
And so the play again proceeded.
"Where is my hat, waiter?" demanded the young officer, after a pause, during which he had gazed vacantly upon the game.
"In the passage, sir—I believe."
"No—I remember, it is in the inner room. But do not trouble yourself—I will fetch it myself."
"Very good, sir;" and the waiter did not move.
The young officer sauntered, in a seeming leisurely manner, into the innermost room of the suite.