the titan-第67章
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he was verging toward too much liquor。 His eye was alight； his color coppery； his air swagger； devil…may…care； bacchanal。 This made her a little cautious； but she rather liked his brown； hard face； handsome mouth； and crisp Jovian curls。 His compliment was not utterly improper； but she nevertheless attempted coyly to avoid him。
〃Come； Polk； here's an old friend of yours over hereSadie Boutwell she wants to meet you again；〃 some one observed； catching him by the arm。
〃No； you don't；〃 he exclaimed； genially； and yet at the same time a little resentfullythe kind of disjointed resentment a man who has had the least bit too much is apt to feel on being interrupted。 〃I'm not going to walk all over Chicago thinking of a woman I've seen somewhere only to be carried away the first time I do meet her。 I'm going to talk to her first。〃
Aileen laughed。 〃It's charming of you； but we can meet again； perhaps。 Besides； there's some one here〃Lord was tactfully directing her attention to another woman。 Rhees Grier and McKibben； who were present also； came to her assistance。 In the hubbub that ensued Aileen was temporarily extricated and Lynde tactfully steered out of her way。 But they had met again； and it was not to be the last time。 Subsequent to this second meeting； Lynde thought the matter over quite calmly； and decided that he must make a definite effort to become more intimate with Aileen。 Though she was not as young as some others； she suited his present mood exactly。 She was rich physicallyvoluptuous and sentient。 She was not of his world precisely； but what of it？ She was the wife of an eminent financier； who had been in society once； and she herself had a dramatic record。 He was sure of that。 He could win her if he wanted to。 It would be easy； knowing her as he did； and knowing what he did about her。
So not long after； Lynde ventured to invite her； with Lord； McKibben； Mr。 and Mrs。 Rhees Grier； and a young girl friend of Mrs。 Grier who was rather attractive； a Miss Chrystobel Lanman； to a theater and supper party。 The programme was to hear a reigning farce at Hooley's； then to sup at the Richelieu； and finally to visit a certain exclusive gambling…parlor which then flourished on the South Sidethe resort of actors； society gamblers； and the like where roulette； trente…et…quarante； baccarat； and the honest game of poker； to say nothing of various other games of chance； could be played amid exceedingly recherche surroundings。
The party was gay； especially after the adjournment to the Richelieu； where special dishes of chicken； lobster； and a bucket of champagne were served。 Later at the Alcott Club； as the gambling resort was known； Aileen； according to Lynde； was to be taught to play baccarat； poker； and any other game that she wished。 〃You follow my advice； Mrs。 Cowperwood；〃 he observed； cheerfully； at dinnerbeing host； he had put her between himself and McKibben〃and I'll show you how to get your money back anyhow。 That's more than some others can do；〃 he added； spiritedly； recalling by a look a recent occasion when he and McKibben； being out with friends； the latter had advised liberally and had seen his advice go wrong。
〃Have you been gambling； Kent？〃 asked Aileen； archly； turning to her long…time social mentor and friend。
〃No； I can honestly say I haven't；〃 replied McKibben； with a bland smile。 〃I may have thought I was gambling； but I admit I don't know how。 Now Polk； here； wins all the time； don't you； Polk？ Just follow him。〃
A wry smile spread over Lynde's face at this； for it was on record in certain circles that he had lost as much as ten and even fifteen thousand in an evening。 He also had a record of winning twenty…five thousand once at baccarat at an all…night and all…day sitting； and then losing it。
Lynde all through the evening had been casting hard； meaning glances into Aileen's eyes。 She could not avoid this； and she did not feel that she wanted to。 He was so charming。 He was talking to her half the time at the theater； without apparently addressing or even seeing her。 Aileen knew well enough what was in his mind。 At times； quite as in those days when she had first met Cowperwood； she felt an unwilled titillation in her blood。 Her eyes brightened。 It was just possible that she could come to love a man like this； although it would be hard。 It would serve Cowperwood right for neglecting her。 Yet even now the shadow of Cowperwood was over her； but also the desire for love and a full sex life。
In the gambling…rooms was gathered an interested and fairly smart throngactors； actresses； clubmen； one or two very emancipated women of the high local social world； and a number of more or less gentlemanly young gamblers。 Both Lord and McKibben began suggesting column numbers for first plays to their proteges； while Lynde leaned caressingly over Aileen's powdered shoulders。 〃Let me put this on quatre premier for you；〃 he suggested； throwing down a twenty…dollar gold piece。
〃Oh； but let it be my money；〃 complained Aileen。 〃I want to play with my money。 I won't feel that it's mine if I don't。〃
〃Very well； but you can't just now。 You can't play with bills。〃 She was extracting a crisp roll from her purse。 〃I'll have to exchange them later for you for gold。 You can pay me then。 He's going to call now； anyhow。 There you are。 He's done it。 Wait a moment。 You may win。〃 And he paused to study the little ball as it circled round and round above the receiving pockets。
〃Let me see。 How much do I get if I win quatre premier？〃 She was trying to recall her experiences abroad。
〃Ten for one；〃 replied Lynde； 〃but you didn't get it。 Let's try it once more for luck。 It comes up every so oftenonce in ten or twelve。 I've made it often on a first play。 How long has it been since the last quatre premier？〃 he asked of a neighbor whom he recognized。
〃Seven； I think； Polk。 Six or seven。 How's tricks？〃
〃Oh； so so。〃 He turned again to Aileen。 〃It ought to come up now soon。 I always make it a rule to double my plays each time。 It gets you back all you've lost； some time or other。〃 He put down two twenties。
〃Goodness；〃 she exclaimed； 〃that will be two hundred！ I had forgotten that。〃
Just then the call came for all placements to cease； and Aileen directed her attention to the ball。 It circled and circled in its dizzy way and then suddenly dropped。
〃Lost again；〃 commented Lynde。 〃Well； now we'll make it eighty；〃 and he threw down four twenties。 〃Just for luck we'll put something on thirty…six； and thirteen； and nine。 With an easy air he laid one hundred dollars in gold on each number。
Aileen liked his manner。 This was like Frank。 Lynde had the cool spirit of a plunger。 His father； recognizing his temperament； had set over a large fixed sum to he paid to him annually。 She recognized； as in Cowperwood； the spirit of adventure； only working out in another way。 Lynde was perhaps destined to come to some startlingly reckless end； but what of it？ He was a gentleman。 His position in life was secure。 That had always been Aileen's sad； secret thought。 Hers had not been and might never be now。
〃Oh； I'm getting foozled already；〃 she exclaimed； gaily reverting to a girlhood habit of clapping her hands。 〃How much will I win if I win？〃 The gesture attracted attention even as the ball fell。
〃By George； you have it！〃 exclaimed Lynde； who was watching the croupier。 〃Eight hundred； two hundred； two hundred〃he was counting to himself〃but we lose thirteen。 Very good； that makes us nearly one thousand ahead； counting out what we put down。 Rather nice for a beginning； don't you think？ Now； if you'll take my advice you'll not play quatre premier any more for a while。 Suppose you double a thirteenyou lost on thatand play Bates's formula。 I'll show you what that is。〃
Already； because he was known to be a plunger； Lynde was gathering a few spectators behind him； and Aileen； fascinated； and not knowing these mysteries of chance； was content to watch him。 At one stage of the playing Lynde leaned over and； seeing her smile； whispered：
〃What adorable hair and eyes you have！ You glow like a great rose。 You have a radiance that is wonderful。〃
〃Oh； Mr。 Lynde！ How y
