"Draw," said the captain.
"It is no use! The king of hearts! Curses on it! The little priest has plucked me. Take up your money."
The count threw the cards angrily on the table.
Don Luis took up the money calmly, and with apparent indifference.
After a short silence the count said:
"My little priest, you must give me my revenge."
"I see no such necessity."
"It seems to me that between gentlemen—"
"According to that rule the game would have no end," said Don Luis, "and it would be better to save one's self the trouble of playing altogether."
"Give me my revenge," replied the count, without paying any attention to this argument.