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His visits at Vertua's became more and more frequent, and Angela grew more and more disposed towards the man whose guardian angel she had been, till at last she believed she loved him with all her heart, and promised him her hand, to the great joy of old Vertua, who saw in this the settlement of his losses.
Lend me the tenth part of the sum you have won from me, that I may recommence my business, and raise myself from the depths of poverty. "'How can you be so absurd, Signor Vertua, said the Chevalier. 'Don't you know that a banquier never lends his winnings? It would be against all the rules, and I abide by them. "'You are right, Chevalier, said Vertua. 'What I asked was absurd, extravagant.
And when the old man, who kept on doubling his stakes, at last staked five hundred louis on a card, and lost it in a moment, one of them cried out, laughing loud, 'Well done, Signor Vertua; keep it up! Don't give in; keep up your game! You seem to me as if you would certainly break the bank, your luck is so splendid!
Fate has dashed you down into the dust like a venomous reptile, and it would be a crime to lift you up. Be off with you, and die, as you deserve to do. "Vertua sank down, with both his hands before his face.
When the game was over for the night, and the Chevalier and his croupiers were packing away the won money in the strong box, Vertua came wavering like a spectre forward out of his corner. In a hollow, faint voice, he said, 'One word, Chevalier; one single word.
One day he met old Vertua and his daughter in one of the lonely, shady walks of the garden at Malmaison. "Angela, who had believed she would never be able to look upon the Chevalier again but with horror and contempt, felt strangely moved when she saw him so pale and distressed, scarce able to lift his eyes to her in the excess of his reverence for her.
Not a tenth part lend me a twentieth part. "'What I tell you is, said the Chevalier, 'that I never lend any of my winnings. "'Quite right, said Vertua, his face growing paler and paler, and his looks more fixed and staring. 'Of course you can't lend. I never used to do it myself. But give an alms to a beggar.
Vertua reminded him that he had not come to take possession of the house he had won. "'Very well, I will come, he answered, with an inspiration breaking upon him. 'I will come to-morrow; but we must discuss all the conditions at proper length and leisure, even if it should take months. "'So be it, Chevalier, said Vertua, with a smile.
Let him have one hundred louis d'or out of the fortune which blind Chance threw to you tonight. "'Well, really, Signor Vertua, you understand how to bother, was the Chevalier's answer. 'I tell you that not one hundred, nor fifty, nor twenty, nor one single louis d'or will you get out of me. I should be a lunatic to give you any help towards recommencing your shameful trade.
But the door opened, and a girl in a white night dress, with her hair undone, and death in her face, rushed up to old Vertua, raised him, took him in her arms, and cried, 'Oh, father, I have heard it all I know it all! Have you lost everything? everything? You have still your Angela. What would be the use of money if you had not Angela to take care of you.
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