"One more rubber or bed ?" "I've lost a good deal more than I care to," Cecil remarked in a somewhat unnatural tone, "but I say another brandy and soda, and one more rubber.

There are some sandwiches behind you, Engleton." "Thank you," Engleton answered without looking up.

"I am not hungry." The Princess took up a fresh pack of cards, and let them fall idly through her fingers.

Then she took a cigarette from the gold case which hung from her chatelaine, and lit it.
"One more rubber, then," she said.

"After that we will go to bed." The others came toward the table, and the Princess threw down the cards.