13/28 The Chevalier's love of play had not deserted him. He was a regular frequenter of our bank, where he played for some time with pretty good luck; and where, when he began to lose, he paid with a regularity surprising to all those who knew the smallness of his means, and the splendour of his appearance. On half-a-dozen occasions when we held a bank at Court, I could see her passion for the game. I could see--that is, my cool-headed old uncle could see--much more. There was an intelligence between Monsieur de Magny and this illustrious lady. |