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It was something already, but it was not enough. I saw the hold which I had upon
this woman, and I took a cowardly advantage of it.
When I think that she is dead now, I ask myself if God will ever forgive me for the
wrong I did her.
After the supper, which was noisy as could be, there was gambling. I sat by the
side of Olympe and put down my money so recklessly that she could not but
notice me. In an instant I had gained one hundred and fifty or two hundred louis,
which I spread out before me on the table, and on which she fastened her eyes
I was the only one not completely absorbed by the game, and able to pay her
some attention. All the rest of the night I gained, and it was I who gave her
money to play, for she had lost all she had before her and probably all she had in
At five in the morning, the guests departed. I had gained three hundred louis.
All the players were already on their way downstairs; I was the only one who had
remained behind, and as I did not know any of them, no one noticed it. Olympe
herself was lighting the way, and I was going to follow the others, when, turning
back, I said to her:
"I must speak to you."
"To-morrow," she said.
"What have you to say?"
"You will see."
And I went back into the room.
"You have lost," I said.
"All that you had in the house?"