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Micky was feeling more relaxed now. He studied his victim's mental state while he smoothly manipulated the cards. It was not enough that Tonio should be cleaned out. Micky wanted him to play with money he didn't have, to gamble oh borrowed money and be unable to repay his debts. Only then would he be thoroughly disgraced.

Micky waited with trepidation while Tonio lost more and more. Tonio was awestruck by Micky and would generally do whatever Micky suggested, but he was not a complete fool and there was still a chance he might have the sense to draw back from the brink of ruin.

When Tonio's money was almost gone Micky made his next move. He took out his cigar case again. "These are from home, Tonio," he said. "Try one." To his relief, Tonio accepted. The cigars were long and would take a good half-hour to smoke. Tonio would not want to leave before finishing his cigar.

When they had lit up Micky moved in for the kill.

A couple of hands later Tonio was broke. "Well, that's everything I won at Goodwood this afternoon," he said despondently.

"We ought to give you a chance to win it back," Micky said. "Pilaster will lend you a hundred pounds, I'm sure."

Edward looked a little startled, but it would have seemed ungenerous to refuse when he had such a big pile of winnings in front of him, and he said: "By all means."

Solly intervened. "Perhaps you should retire, Silva, and be grateful that you've had a great day's gambling at no cost."

Micky silently cursed Solly for being a good-natured nuisance. If Tonio did the sensible thing now the whole scheme was ruined.

Tonio hesitated.

Micky held his breath.

But it was not in Tonio's nature to gamble prudently, and as Micky had calculated, he could not resist the temptation to carry on. "All right," he said. "I might as well play on until I finish my cigar."

Micky let out a discreet sigh of relief.

Tonio beckoned to a waiter and ordered pen, paper and ink. Edward counted out a hundred sovereigns and Tonio scribbled an IOU. Micky knew that if Tonio lost all that he could never repay the debt.

The game went on. Micky found himself sweating a little as he held the delicate balance, ensuring that Tonio lost steadily, with the occasional big win to keep him optimistic. But this time when he was down to fifty pounds he said: "I only win when I gamble high. I'm putting the lot on this next hand."