He changed five mille notes deliberately, counted his plaques and turned to her.
"I am going to play on your principle," he declared.

"I have always thought it an interesting one.

See, the last number was twenty-two.

I am going to back twenty and all the _carres_." He covered the board around number twenty.

There were a few minutes of suspense, then the click as the ball fell into the little space.
"_Vingt-huit, noir, passe et pair!_" the croupier announced.
Hunterleys' stake was swept away.