“And you will play no more?” the woman asked.
“I have all I want.”
“Then you will play for me.”
He wished to decline, but they drew him to the roulette table, and each put a louis in his hand.
“Play.”
“How?”
“As inspiration counsels you. You have the luck.”
But his luck had died. The two louis were lost.
They gave him two others, which won eight.
“You see, dear friend.”