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  1. THE CHRONICLES OF CLOVIS
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  3. SAKI
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  5. Contents
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  7. Introduction
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  9. Esmé
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  11. The Match-Maker
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  13. Tobermory
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  15. Mrs. Packletide's Tiger
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  17. The Stampeding of Lady Bastable
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  19. The Background
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  21. Hermann the Irascible—A Story of the Great Weep
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  23. The Unrest-Cure
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  25. The Jesting of Arlington Stringham
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  27. Sredni Vashtar
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  29. Adrian
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  31. The Chaplet
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  33. The Quest
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  35. Wratislav
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  37. The Easter Egg
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  39. Filboid Studge, the Story of a Mouse that Helped
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  41. The Music on the Hill
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  43. The Story of St. Vespaluus
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  45. The Way to the Dairy
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  47. The Peace Offering
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  49. The Peace of Mowsle Barton
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  51. The Talking-Out of Tarrington
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  53. The Hounds of Fate
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  55. The Recessional
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  57. A Matter of Sentiment
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  59. The Secret Sin of Septimus Brope
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  61. "Ministers of Grace"
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  63. The Remoulding of Groby Lington
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"'You won't find it dull, you know,' they assured her; 'there is a little casino attached to the hotel, and you can watch the people dancing and throwing away their money at PETITS CHEVAUX.'

"It was just before PETITS CHEVAUX had been supplanted by BOULE.

"Roger was not staying in the same hotel, but they knew that the casino would be certain of his patronage on most afternoons and evenings.

"On the first evening of their visit they wandered into the casino after a fairly early dinner, and hovered near the tables. Bertie van Tahn was staying there at the time, and he described the whole incident to me. The Brimley Bomefields kept a furtive watch on the doors as though they were expecting some one to turn up, and the aunt got more and more amused and interested watching the little horses whirl round and round the board.

"'Do you know, poor little number eight hasn't won for the last thirty-two times,' she said to Christine; 'I've been keeping count. I shall really have to put five francs on him to encourage him.'

"'Come and watch the dancing, dear,' said Christine nervously. It was scarcely a part of their strategy that Roger should come in and find the old lady backing her fancy at the PETITS CHEVAUX table.

"'Just wait while I put five francs on number eight,' said the aunt, and in another moment her money was lying on the table. The horses commenced to move round, it was a slow race this time, and number eight crept up at the finish like some crafty demon and placed his nose just a fraction in front of number three, who had seemed to be winning easily. Recourse had to be had to measurement, and the number eight was proclaimed the winner. The aunt picked up thirty-five francs. After that the Brimley Bomefields would have had to have used concerted force to get her away from the tables. When Roger appeared on the scene she was fifty-two francs to the good; her nieces were hovering forlornly in the background, like chickens that have been hatched out by a duck and are despairingly watching their parent disporting herself in a dangerous and uncongenial element. The supper-party which Roger insisted on standing that night in honour of his aunt and the three Miss Brimley Bomefields was remarkable for the unrestrained gaiety of two of the participants and the funereal mirthlessness of the remaining guests.

"'I do not think,' Christine confided afterwards to a friend, who re-confided it to Bertie van Tahn, 'that I shall ever be able to touch PATÉ DE FOIE GRAS again. It would bring back memories of that awful evening.'

"For the next two or three days the nieces made plans for returning to England or moving on to some other resort where there was no casino. The aunt was busy making a system for winning at PETITS CHEVAUX. Number eight, her first love, had been running rather unkindly for her, and a series of plunges on number five had turned out even worse.