"How that woman loves him," he thought, "I wonder I
never noticed it before. Quite an infatuation." For a time
he watched the players staking large amounts, and saw the pile
of gold at Maraquito's elbow steadily increasing. She seemed
to have all the luck. The bank was winning and its opponents
losing, but the play went on steadily for at least half an
hour. At the end of that time a newcomer entered the room.
Jennings, who had glanced at his watch, quite expected to see
Cuthbert. But, to his surprise, he came face to face with
Lord Caranby.
"I did not expect to see you here," said the detective.
"I come in place of my nephew. He is unwell," said Caranby;
"present me to Senora Gredos, if you please, Mr. Jennings."
CHAPTER XII
JENNINGS ASKS QUESTIONS
"Will you play, Lord Caranby?" asked Maraquito, when the
introduction had been accomplished.
"Pardon me, not at present: in a little time," said the old
nobleman, with a polite bow and his eyes on the beautiful
face.
"As you like," she answered carelessly; "everyone who comes
here does just as he pleases. Is your nephew coming?"
"I fear not. He is unwell."
Maraquito started. "Unwell. Nothing serious, I hope?"
"A slight cold."
"Ah! Everyone has colds just now. Well, Lord Caranby, I hope
to have a conversation with you later when someone else takes
the bank."
Caranby bowed and moved away slowly, leaning on his cane.
Jennings, who was beside him, threw a glance over his shoulder
at Senora Gredos.
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