On the contrary, she gave all her attention to the game which was now in progress, but Jennings guessed that her thoughts were with Mallow, and occasionally he caught her looking for his appearance at the door.

"How that woman loves him," he thought, "I wonder I never noticed it before.

Quite an infatuation." For a time he watched the players staking large amounts, and saw the pile of gold at Maraquito's elbow steadily increasing.

She seemed to have all the luck.

The bank was winning and its opponents losing, but the play went on steadily for at least half an hour.