"At the Brussels Casino I do not allow them to have a zero.

Come and see me and I will show you a perfectly equal chance for your money, to win or lose." Years after I was in Brussels.

Leopold had gone to his account and his nephew, Albert, had come to the throne.

There was not a roulette table in the Casino, but there was one conveniently adjacent thereto, managed by a clique of New York gamblers, which had both a single "and a double O," and, as appeared when the municipality made a descent upon the place, was ingeniously wired to throw the ball wherever the presiding coupier wanted it to go.
I do not believe, however, that Leopold was a party to this, or could have had any knowledge of it.

He was a skillful, not a dishonest, business man, who showed his foresight when he listened to Stanley and took him under his wing.