"My neighbor? Wait a minute—I go the limit."
"I take it," said Tobie, rolling his eyes about in a high state of excitement. "I take all bets."
"All right."
Tobie showed a misty; but Balivan had a brelan carré.
"You told me just now that brelans didn't count!" cried the little fellow.
"True, except brelans carrés; they always beat everything."
"Well, then, I don't understand anything at all about it; it's enough to drive a man mad! I don't know what I am playing."
"Come, pay me. You're very lucky, for I bet almost nothing—only twenty-one francs."
"A man can ruin himself with such luck. Here, change this for me; it stands for five hundred francs."
Tobie offered his olive; but Balivan shook his head.