"Nothing can justify my inflicting my own wretchedness on this kind-hearted boy!" Two worse players never probably sat down to a game.

Anne's attention perpetually wandered; and Anne's companion was, in all human probability, the most incapable card-player in Europe.
Anne turned up the trump--the nine of Diamonds.

Arnold looked at his hand--and "proposed." Anne declined to change the cards.

Arnold announced, with undiminished good-humor, that he saw his way clearly, now, to losing the game, and then played his first card--the Queen of Trumps! Anne took it with the King, and forgot to declare the King.

She played the ten of Trumps.
Arnold unexpectedly discovered the eight of Trumps in his hand.