"Suppose we say 2000 piastres?"
"Agreed."
The general took up a pack of new cards.
"If you have no objection," he remarked, "we will neither of us cut."
"As you please."
"But who shall be dealer?"
"I," Doña Angela suddenly exclaimed, as she seized the pack of cards.
"Oh, oh!" the general said with a smile, "take care, Don Louis; my daughter is enlisted against you."
"I cannot believe that the señorita is my enemy," the count replied, as he bowed to the young lady.
Doña Angela blushed, but said nothing; she unfastened the pack, and shuffled the cards.