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GAMBLING AMONG THE ANCIENT HINDOOS.--A HINDOO LEGEND AND ITS MODERN PARALLEL

CHAPTER II. page 18

`You are again successful,' he groaned, `but save my wife--save
her!'

`What mean you?' cried Parravicin, leaning over him, as he
wiped his sword.

But Disbrowe could make no answer. His utterance was choked by a
sudden effusion of blood on the lungs, and he instantly expired.

Leaving the body in care of the second, Parravicin and his
friends returned to the coach, his friends congratulating him on
the issue of the conflict; but the knight looked grave, and
pondered upon the words of the dying man. After a time, however,
he recovered his spirits, and dined with his friends at the
Smyrna; but they observed that he drank more deeply than usual.
His excesses did not, however, prevent him from playing with his
usual skill, and he won a large sum from one of his companions at
Hazard.

Flushed with success, and heated with wine, he walked up to
Disbrowe's residence about an hour after midnight. As he
approached the house, he observed a strangely-shaped cart at the
door, and, halting for a moment, saw a body, wrapped in a shroud,
brought out. Could it be Mrs Disbrowe? Rushing forward to one
of the assistants in black cloaks, he asked whom he was about to
inter.

`It is a Mrs Disbrowe,' replied the coffin-maker. `She died
of grief, because her husband was killed this morning in a duel;
but as she had the plague, it must be put down to that. We are
not particular in such matters, and shall bury her and her
husband together; and as there is no money left to pay for
coffins, they must go to the grave without them.'

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