The dice were found, and so clumsily did he use
them that in half an hour, playing for beggarly crowns, he had lost twenty
pistoles. Next he lost his temper, and with an oath pitched the cubes into
the fire, swearing that they were toys for children and that I must grant
him his r?vanche with cards. The cards were furnished us, and with a
fortune that varied little we played lansquenet until long past midnight.
The fire died out in the grate, and the air grew chill, until at last, with
a violent sneeze, La Vrilli?re protested that he would play no more.
Cursing himself for the unluckiest being alive, the fool bade me good-
night, and left me seventy pistoles richer than when I had met him.
CHAPTER VII
THE CH?TEAU DE CANAPLES
Despite the strenuous efforts which Andrea compelled us to put forth, we
did not again come up with Mesdemoiselles de Canaples, who in truth must
have travelled with greater speed than ladies are wont to.
This circumstance bred much discomfort in Andrea's bosom; for in it he read
that his Genevi?ve thought not of him as he of her, else, knowing that he
followed the same road, she would have retarded their progress so that he
might overtake them.
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