"
"We are not winning," persisted Craig. "After I have had a bite
to eat I will demonstrate how to lose--by keeping on playing." He
led the way to the cafe.
DeLong was too intent on the game to leave, even for
refreshments. Now and then I saw him beckon to an attendant, who
brought him a stiff drink of whiskey. For a moment his play
seemed a little better, then he would drop back into his hopeless
losing. For some reason or other his "system" failed absolutely.
"You see, he is hopeless," mused Kennedy over our light repast.
"And yet of all gambling games roulette offers the player the
best odds, far better than horse-racing, for instance. Our method
has usually been to outlaw roulette and permit horse racing; in
other words, suppress the more favourable and permit the less
favourable. However, we're doing better now; we're suppressing
both. Of course what I say applies only to roulette when it is
honestly played--DeLong would lose anyhow, I fear."
I started at Kennedy's tone and whispered hastily: "What do you
mean? Do you think the wheel is crooked?"
"I haven't a doubt of it," he replied in an undertone. "That run
of '17' might happen--yes. But it is improbable. They let me win
because I was a new player--new players always win at first. It
is proverbial, but the man who is running this game has made it
look like a platitude.
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