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A Hungarian Nabob

CHAPTER IX
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Abellino turned pale and shivered with rage.
What Fennimore said was true.

He must needs tremble now at the thought that this woman would find some one to love.

Damnation! Damnation! And still he kept on losing.
He scarce noticed now what he dealt.

Fennimore again won four times the amount of his stakes.

Abellino only paid him double.
"Oh, my friend, you have made a mistake! I laid as much again." "I did not observe it." "Why, this is pure filibustery!" cried Fennimore, with insolent indignation.
At this insulting word, Abellino instantly sprang to his feet, and flung the whole pack of cards right between Fennimore's eyes.
Fennimore's naturally pale face grew blue and green, and, seizing the chair on which he had been sitting, he made a rush at Abellino; but the company intervened, and dragged Fennimore back.
"Let me go--let me go! Give me a knife!" he roared, with foaming lips; while Abellino, breathing hard, regarded him with bloodshot eyes.


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