"Good God, who is it?" asked Jos in a flutter.
"Can't you guess, Joseph Sedley?" said the little woman in a sad voice, and undoing her mask, she looked at him. "You have forgotten me."
"Good heavens! Mrs. Crawley!" gasped out Jos.
"Rebecca," said the other, putting her hand on his;but she followed the game still, all the time she was looking at him.
"I am stopping at the Elephant," she continued. "Ask for Madame de Raudon. I saw my dear Amelia to-day;how pretty she looked, and how happy! So do you!Everybody but me, who am wretched, Joseph Sedley."And she put her money over from the red to the black,as if by a chance movement of her hand, and while she was wiping her eyes with a pocket-handkerchief fringed with torn lace.