She seemed to see her numbers spread out before her, to hear the click of the ball, the croupier's voice, the thrill of victory.
"I have taken more money from you than I meant to, already, Mr.
Draconmeyer," she protested.

"Does Linda know how much you have lent me ?" He shrugged his shoulders.
"What is the use of telling her?
She does not understand.

She has never felt the gambling fever, the joy of it, the excitement.

She would not be strong enough.

You and I understand.