I once lost a good bit of money to him; but a burnt child dreads the fire--eh, Colonel?
No more baccarat for me." "And Miss Jacobi seemed in fairly good spirits ?" "Yes," hesitatingly; "but I fancied she had a fit of the blues sometimes, as though Count Antonio's ghost haunted her--oh, by the bye, he was still in the land of the living then.

She and Jacobi seemed good friends, though she was evidently afraid of him.

He told me one day, when he had been rather too free with the Burgundy, that she was in his way; that he wanted her to marry, and that he intended marrying himself; but he had promised her that her next husband should be young and an Englishman.

I remember that this greatly surprised me.

'I understood that Count Antonio was living,' I observed; but Jacobi only winked at me in a stupid sort of way.