stop. If she lost her hundred on the next turn she could quit and would still be even.
Rao-Singh's amazing foresight proved cor= rect again and Carmelita again had the exhilarating pleasure of seeing the now somewhat worried croupier push the disks toward her. There was no stopping her now. The Indian gave up his own winning streak to coach her and even Lucy's dead eyes came to life as her guest's winnings rose. Again and again the banker pushed Carmelita's winnings toward her. They totaled over six thousand dollars.
"You must really try Monte Carlo next," drawled Lucy between spins of the wheel. "You would be sure to break the bank."
But at last Carmelita's luck began to turn. After two losing plays in succession Rao-Singh said significantly. "You are tired, are you not? At least it is better so. You will win no more to-night." She wanted to go on but she obeyed him.
Although the croupier was rather insistent that she continue and the suave Hayden expressed a quiet surprise that madame was stopping so soon, Rao-Singh drew her aside and asked the banker for her winnings. To her astonishment, for she had herself kept no accurate account of the score and was really playing more for the exultation of winning
