At the instance of this world-famous gambler, Paul gave an exhibition for which he was presented with two-thousand-five-hundred francs by his host and his agent received five-hundred francs.

The evening after the exhibition, Monsieur Blanc escorted the voyager through the sumptuous gambling palace.

Thinking to please Monsieur, who had been so generous with him, Paul thought he would wager a few francs at one of the numerous rouge et noir tables and was proceeding to put down a Napoleon, when he was observed by his host whose attention had been distracted for a moment.
"Don't you do it," said he quickly, grasping Paul by the arm, "there are fools enough here without your becoming one." Monsieur drew his guest away from the table and took him into the private office where rouleaux of gold were stacked in great piles about the walls.
One of the queer superstitions of gamblers was vividly impressed on Boyton at this place.

Leaving Monsieur Blanc's office he sauntered about through the rooms, deeply interested in the exciting scenes before him.

It became noised around that he was in the place, and some one pointed him out.