"I do not think that Mrs.Bailey is a member of a club." M.Polperro looked very much surprised.
"Oh, yes, indeed she is," he answered confidently.

"It is only the quite common people who content themselves, M'sieur, with risking a franc and playing the little games.

But just as M'sieur likes--" he shrugged his shoulders.

"I do not press M'sieur to become a member of the Club." Without answering, Chester paid the couple of francs admission for himself and his companion, and they walked slowly through the lower rooms, threading their way through the crowd.
"You see, M'sieur, I was right! Madame Bailey is in the Club!" "Very well.

Let us go to the Club," said Chester, impatiently.
He was beginning, or so he thought, to understand.