"No. What makes you think so about him?"
"Brother, I have been over this same road, and I know the ways of these professional gamblers. I tell you that the man in the glasses is a cheat. Quit, please. I ask you as a comrade."
"All right; I'll have just one more hand, and then have done with it."
"I know what that 'one more' means: very well, we will see."
They returned to the gaming-table. In one deal he laid down so many cards, and they were trumped so badly, that he lost a large amount.
Turbin rested his hand in the middle of the table, and said, "That's enough! now let us be going."
"No, I can't go yet; leave me, please," said Ilyin in vexation, shuffling the bent cards and not looking at Turbin.
"All right! the Devil be with you! Lose all you've got, if that please you; but it's time for me to be going.—Come, Zavalshevsky, let us go to the marshal's."
And they went out. No one spoke, and Lukhnof did not make the bank until the noise of their feet and of Blücher's paws had died away down the corridor.
"That's a madcap," said the proprietor, smiling.