human
Come away, Benoît; don't bet! Those games are a fraud, you know that everyone always loses.
gpt
What's that, monsieur, you say that everyone always loses with me? cried the croupier, having first cleared his throat in order to speak more volubly.
human
Why, in that case, you can't have been present at all the throws I lost just now. Ask the honorable company here present if I haven't paid out more than a hundred francs within half an hour--yes, monsieur, a hundred francs! And I don't put it too high, and I don't count a silver watch that that gentleman over yonder won from me--the one with the handsome whiskers; and ear-rings--of pure gold, hall-marked, that I redeemed for twelve francs from that short young man who looks so happy, and who means to give the money to his virtuous mother, who has longed for a cup of chocolate for sixty years!--Isn't this so, my little man?--You see, he shows you his twelve francs and presses them to his heart. Oh, no! no one ever wins with me, messieurs! But, I tell you, this game is absolutely free from trickery; it is simply for you to guess where the card called _biribi_ is. It isn't my fault when you guess wrong. The sums I have already lost are enormous! But if I should tell you that I always lose, I should lie; no, messieurs, I don't always lose; but you have an even chance, if you have a sharp eye, if you pick it out of three cards--that's very few--three--only three cards; if you pick out _biribi_, why, Jean-Pierre is certainly in the hole. Come, messieurs, make your bets! I pay cash, my pockets are well lined! there's plenty of the _quibus_! it rests with you whether it passes from my pockets into yours.