Deerehurst raised his eyebrows, and the millionaire glanced at her curiously; while Mrs. Bathurst made a little affected exclamation of dismay.
"Clodagh, I couldn't! I'm horribly hard up!"
Once again Clodagh laughed shortly.
"Then trust to luck! You're more lucky than I am." Her voice was high, and charged with excitement; her eyes looked hard and very bright.
Deerehurst's cold glance rested for a moment on her face.
"You really want excitement to-night?" he asked in a low voice.
She threw up her head with a reckless movement.
"Yes; I do want excitement. Rose, will you agree to eighty-shilling points?"
Mrs. Bathurst allowed her gaze to flutter prettily from one face to another, until it finally rested upon Mansfeldt's.
"Will you decide, partner!" she said in a confiding whisper.