He had quitted Vienna in order to betake himself to the Saxon Casino, where _roulette_ and _trente-et-quarante_ are played.

His ill-luck would have it that he stopped on the way at Milan, and fell in with a circle of ill repute, where this most imprudent of men played and lost.

There remained to him just enough cash to carry him to Saxon; but what can be accomplished in a casino when one has empty pockets?
Before crossing the Splugen he had written to a petty Jew banker of his acquaintance for money.

He counted but little on the compliance of this Hebrew, and this was why he paused five minutes to contemplate the Plessur, after which he retraced his steps.

Twenty minutes later he was crossing a public square, ornamented with a pretty Gothic fountain, and seeing before him a cathedral, he hastened to enter it.
The cathedral of Chur possesses, among other curiosities, a painting by Albert Durer, a St.Lawrence on the gridiron, attributed to Holbein, a piece of the true cross, and some relics of St.Lucius and his sister Ernesta.