You want tonics--men and women and things.

Monte Carlo would do you a world of good--I'd go with you.

Eglington gambles here"-- she watched Hylda closely--"why shouldn't you gamble there ?" "Eglington gambles ?" Hylda's face took on a frightened look, then it cleared again, and she smiled.

"Oh, of course, with international affairs, you mean.

Well, I must stay here and be the croupier." "Nonsense! Eglington is his own croupier.