Fyodor Dostoevsky

Next day she lost every gulden that she possessed. Things were

bound to happen so, for persons of her type who have once

entered upon that road descend it with ever-increasing rapidity,

even as a sledge descends a toboggan-slide. All day until eight

o'clock that evening did she play; and, though I personally did

not witness her exploits, I learnt of them later through report.

All that day Potapitch remained in attendance upon her; but the

Poles who directed her play she changed more than once. As a

beginning she dismissed her Pole of the previous day--the Pole

whose hair she had pulled--and took to herself another one; but

the latter proved worse even than the former, and incurred

dismissal in favour of the first Pole, who, during the time of

his unemployment, had nevertheless hovered around the

Grandmother's chair, and from time to time obtruded his head

over her shoulder. At length the old lady became desperate, for

the second Pole, when dismissed, imitated his predecessor by

declining to go away; with the result that one Pole remained

standing on the right of the victim, and the other on her left;

from which vantage points the pair quarrelled, abused each other

concerning the stakes and rounds, and exchanged the epithet

"laidak " [Rascal] and other Polish terms of endearment. Finally, they

effected a mutual reconciliation, and, tossing the money about

anyhow, played simply at random. Once more quarrelling, each of

them staked money on his own side of the Grandmother's chair

(for instance, the one Pole staked upon the red, and the other

one upon the black), until they had so confused and browbeaten

the old lady that, nearly weeping, she was forced to appeal to

the head croupier for protection, and to have the two Poles

expelled. No time was lost in this being done, despite the

rascals' cries and protestations that the old lady was in their

debt, that she had cheated them, and that her general behaviour

had been mean and dishonourable. The same evening the

unfortunate Potapitch related the story to me with tears

complaining that the two men had filled their pockets with

money (he himself had seen them do it) which had been

shamelesslly pilfered from his mistress. For instance, one Pole

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