"When l'Ami Fritz 'as a stroke of luck 'e often treats 'is old wife to an ice." The four went out of the Casino and across the way to an hotel, which, as Madame Wachner explained to her two new friends, contained the best restaurant in Lacville.

The sun was sinking, and, though it was still very hot, there was a pleasant breeze coming up from the lake.
Sylvia felt excited and happy.

How wonderful--how marvellous--to make nearly L100 out of a twenty-franc piece! That was what she had done this afternoon.
And then, rather to her surprise, after they had all enjoyed ices and cakes at Madame Wachner's expense, Anna Wolsky and l'Ami Fritz declared they were going back to the Casino.
"I don't mean to play again to-night," said Sylvia, firmly.

"I feel dreadfully tired," and the excitement had indeed worn her out.

She longed to go back to the Hotel du Lac.
Still, she accompanied the others to the Club, and together with Madame Wachner, she sat down some way from the tables.