Your losses have brought you skill, and you may now turn them into actual advantages." Tyrrell did not reply exactly to these remarks, but appeared as if debating with himself.

"Two hundred pounds--twenty already gone!--in a few months all will have melted away.

What is it then now but a respite from starvation ?--but with luck it may become a competence." "And why not have luck?
many a fortune has been made with a worse beginning," said the woman.
"True, Margaret," pursued the gambler, "and even without luck, our fate can only commence a month or two sooner--better a short doom than a lingering torture." "What think you of trying some new game where you have more experience, or where the chances are greater than in that of rouge et noir ?" asked the woman.

"Could you not make something out of that tall, handsome man, who Thornton says is so rich ?" "Ah, if one could!" sighed Tyrrell, wistfully.

"Thornton tells me, that he has won thousands from him, and that they are mere drops in his income.