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There was nothing of either high or low degree with which the
venturesome might not be accommodated.
As Warrington conducted us from one room to another, Garrick noted
each carefully. Along the middle of the large room stretched a
roulette table. We stopped to watch it.
"Crooked as it can be," was Garrick's comment after watching it
for five minutes or so.
He had not said it aloud, naturally, for even the crowd in evening
clothes about it, who had lost or would lose, would have resented
such an imputation.
For the most part there was a solemn quiet about the board, broken
only by the rattle of the ball and the click of chips. There was
an absence of the clink of gold pieces that one hears as the
croupier rakes them in at the casinos on the continent. Nor did
there seem to be the tense faces that one might expect. Often
there was the glint of an eye, or a quick and muffled curse, but
for the most part everyone, no matter how great a loser, seemed
respectable and prosperous.


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