If you have been unlucky, it is very easy to arrange an advance for you.

Would you like some money?
If so, I will see to it when I go to the bank to-morrow.

I can let you have a hundred pounds at once, if you like." A hundred pounds! If only she dared tell him that she had lost a thousand within the last two hours! Once more he was fingering his pocket-book.
"Come," he went on pleasantly, "you had better have a hundred from me, for luck." He counted out the notes.

Her fingers began to shake.
"I didn't mean to play any more to-night," she faltered, irresolutely.
"Nor should I," he agreed.

"Take my advice, Violet, and go home now.
This will do for you to-morrow." She took the money and dropped it into her jewelled bag.
"Very well," she said, "I won't play any more, but I don't want to go home yet.