Great Porter Square: A Mystery. v. 2Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
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Great Porter Square: A Mystery. v. 2
Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
Detective and mystery stories; Fiction
This time Adolph looked at Grace; she returned his look with a smile,
which seemed to say, "Well? Do you not know your lesson?" But only by
me was this smile properly understood.
"I am answerable for him," cried Adolph.
"Enough said!" exclaimed Sydney. "Tell your cousin to bring plenty of
money with him. I have lost a fortune, and must get it back from some
one. Who will take the bank at roulette? I have a system which will win
me at least a thou. to-night."
But Sydney's system failed somehow, and instead of winning a thousand,
he lost two.
The next night Adolph's cousin was introduced. His name was Pelham. I
cannot say what impression he produced upon others; I can only speak of
the impression he produced upon me. I looked at him and said mentally,
"This man is no gentleman;" and then again, "Of all the men I have ever
met, this man is the one I would be the least disposed to trust." But he
was cordially welcomed, because he was Adolph's friend and cousin. Our
hostess paid him but slight attention, and this increased my suspicion
of him.
The following incidents occurred on this night. We were assembled round
the roulette table. Mr. Pelham was the only one among us who was not
backing a colour, or a number, or _paire_ or _impaire_, or _manque_ or
_passe_.
"Do you not play?" I asked. I was sitting next to him.
"I am trying to understand the game," he replied.
"Have you never been in Monaco?" I enquired.
"Never," he said.
I explained the points in the game to him, but he did not appear to take
any interest in it.
"What game do you play?" I asked.
"Cribbage," he replied, "or ecartè, or all fours, or euchre, or poker.
I have been in America."
I proposed ecartè to him, and we sat down to a modest game. I offered to
play for high stakes; he declined; and at the end of an hour I had won
some fifteen pounds of him. Then we rose from our table, and watched
the roulette players; but I was more employed in watching him than the
turning of the wheel. He threw an occasional sovereign down, almost
chancing where it fell, and he lost with a good grace. Others were
staking their tens and fifties. Fifty was the limit; but he never
exceeded his sovereign.
"It is enough to lose at a time," he said.
In the course of the night I calculated that he had lost about fifty
pounds. He was one of the first to leave, and he scarcely touched 'our
Queen's' hand as he bade her good night, and asked permission to come
again. A permission graciously given.
Now, the suspicion I had entertained towards him lessened when I
considered how he had conducted himself, and but for a chance remark
made by Sydney, and the incidents that followed, I should have accused
myself of injustice.
"We approve of Mr. Pelham," said Sydney to Adolph; "have you any more
cousins?"
The lad with a doubtful expression in his face looked at Grace, and as
it seemed to me, taking his cue from her, replied,
"No more."
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