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There are rumours that the Concession may be withdrawn from the Casino that would be terrible, some say it would kill Lacville! It would be all the same to me, I should always find work elsewhere. But it makes everyone eager to sell those, I mean, who have land at Lacville.
In her first-class carriage she had five fellow-travellers a man and woman and three children. They looked cheerful, prosperous people, and soon the husband and wife began talking eagerly together. "I really think," said the lady suddenly, "that we might have chosen some other place than Lacville in which to spend to-day! There are many places the children would have enjoyed more."
To each any expedition in which the other took part had become delightful. They were together now more than they had ever been before. No, Count Paul could not be sorry that Sylvia's friend had left Lacville. He had no wish for her return. At last they came to a rather mean-looking white house; out of one of the windows hung a tricolour flag. "Here we are!" he said briefly.
But this curious friendship of hers with Count Paul only occupied, in a material sense, a small part of Sylvia's daily life at Lacville; and the people with whom she spent most of her time were still Anna Wolsky and Monsieur and Madame Wachner, or perhaps it should be said Madame Wachner. It was not wonderful that Mrs.
It was nine o'clock when he got into the Lacville train, and again he was vaguely surprised to see what a large number of people were bound for the place. It was clear that something special must be going on there to-night, and that "the fireworks on the lake" must be on a very splendid scale.
It is very gay, is Lacville on Sunday night or, perhaps," added M. Girard quickly, "Madame, being English, would prefer a Saturday night? Lacville is also very gay on Saturday nights." "But is there anything going on there at night?" asked Sylvia, astonished. "I thought Lacville was a country place."
It is not the game that does so, or even the love of play in the Goddess's victims; no, it is the love of gold!" Sylvia noticed that he had grown curiously pale. "Lacville as a gambling centre counts only next to Monte Carlo. But whereas many people go to Monte Carlo for health, and for various forms of amusement, people only come here in order to play, and to see others play.
Was it possible that the Wachners, too, were leaving Lacville? If so, how very odd of them not to have told her! As she opened the door of the bed-room Madame Wachner waddled up behind her. "Wait a moment!" she cried. "Or perhaps, dear friend, you do not want a light? You see, we have been rather upset to-day, for L'Ami Fritz has to go away for two or three days, and that is a great affair!
"But don't let's talk of disagreeable things I'm going to take you such a splendid drive!" Chester never forgot that first day of his at Lacville. It was by far the pleasantest day he spent there, and Sylvia Bailey, woman-like, managed entirely to conceal from him that she was not as pleased with their expedition as was her companion.
"But there is no place," said her husband in a jovial tone, "where I can spend an amusing hour in the afternoon." "Ah, my friend, I feared that was coming!" exclaimed his wife, shaking her head. "But remember what happened the last time we were at Lacville I mean the afternoon when you lost seventy francs!" "But you forget that other afternoon!" answered the man eagerly.
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