The eight croupiers were going off duty. As they vacated their seats, eight other gentlemen in black immediately replaced them. Berry extinguished his cigarette and handed me his last bunch of notes. In exchange for these, with the peculiar delicacy of his kind, the croupier upon my right selected, arrayed and offered me counters of the value of forty English pounds. He might have been spared his pains. As I was piling the money by Berry's side-- "_Zero,_" announced a nasal voice. "We're off," said my brother-in-law. "Will you see that they pay me right?" One hundred and seventy-five pounds. Ere I had completed my calculation-- "_Zero,_" repeated the nasal voice. "I said so," said Berry, raising his eyebrows. "I had the maximum that time. Will you be so good? Thank you." Trembling with excitement, I started to count the equivalent of four hundred and ninety pounds. Berry was addressing the croupier. "No. Don't touch the stake. She's not finished yet." "_Esta hecho?_" "Don't leave it all," begged Daphne. "Take----" "_No vas mas._" Desperately I started to check the money again.... "_Zero._" There was a long gasp of wonderment, immediately followed by a buzz of exclamation. The croupiers were smiling. Jill was jumping up and down in her seat. Adèle was shaking Jonah by the arm. My sister was clinging to Berry, imploring him to "stop now." The two Frenchmen were laughing and nodding their congratulations. The little old lady was bowing and beaming good-will. Excepting, perhaps, the croupiers. Berry seemed less concerned than anyone present. "No. I'm not going to stop," he said gently, "because that would be foolish. But I'll give it a miss this time, because it's not coming up. It's no longer a question of guessing, dear. I tell you, I know." The ball went flying. After a moment's interval-- "_Ocho_ (eight)," announced the croupier. "You see," said Berry. "I should have lost my money. Now this time my old friend Zero will come along." On to the white-edged rectangle went fourteen pounds. A few seconds later I was receiving four hundred and ninety.... I began to feel dazed. As for counting the money, it was out of the question. Idiotically I began to arrange the counters in little piles.... '35' turned up. "That's right," said Berry quietly. "And now... It's really very monotonous, but..." With a shrug of his shoulders, he set the limit on 'Zero.' I held my breath.... The ball ceased to rattle--began to fall--ricochetted from stud to stud--tumbled into the wheel--nosed '32'--and ... fell with a click into '0.' Berry spread out his hands. "I tell you," he said, "it's too easy.... And now, again." "Don't!" cried Daphne. "Don't! I beg you----"