Twenty Years After Chapter 61 Page 10


“Devoted to it. I used to play almost every night in France.”

“And since your return to England?”

“I have not handled a card or dice-box.”

“I sincerely pity you,” said D’Artagnan, with an air of profound compassion.

“Look here,” said the Englishman.


“To-morrow I am on guard.”

“In Stuart’s room?”

“Yes; come and pass the night with