“Well, I will tell you.” And he proceeded to explain.
Saniel did not wait for the conclusion to learn the fact that this very-much-dyed Italian prince was a liar.
“I do not intend to play again,” he said.
“With your luck that would be more than a fault.”
“I wanted a certain sum; I have won it, and that satisfies me.”
“You will not be so foolish as to refuse the hand that Fortune holds out?”
“Are you sure she holds it out to me?” Saniel asked, finding that it was the prince.
“Do not doubt it. I will show you—”
“Thank you; but I never break a resolution.”
In another moment Saniel would have turned his back on the man, but he was a witness whom it would be well to treat with caution.