He lost steadily from 200,000 to 300,000 francs a day, until, recognizing that luck had turned against him, he had sufficient strength of will to turn his back on the tables and strike for home with the very substantial winnings that still remained.
"On another occasion a well-known London stock broker walked off with little short of L40,000.

This remarkable performance occasioned no small amount of excitement in the gambling rooms, as such an unusual incident does invariably.
"Bent on making a 'plunge,' he went from one table to another, placing the maximum stake on the same number.

Strange to relate, at each table the same number won, and it was his number.

Recognizing that this perhaps might be his lucky day, the player wended his way to the trente-et-quarante room and put the maximum on three of the tables there.

To his amazement, he discovered that there also he had been so fortunate as to select the winning number.
"The head croupier confided to a friend of the writer who happened to be present that that day had been the worst in the history of the Monaco bank for years.