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The croupier slipped some counters through the slot in the table which receives the cagnotte and announced quietly：
'Un banco d'un million。'
'Suivi；' murmured the Greek； meaning that he exercised his right to follow up his lost bet。
Bond lit a cigarette and settled himself in his chair。 The long game was launched and the sequence of these gestures and the reiteration of this subdued litany would continue until the end came and the players dispersed。 Then the enigmatic cards would be burnt or defaced； a shroud would be draped over the table and the grass…green baize battlefield would soak up the blood of its victims and refresh itself。
The Greek； after taking a third card； could achieve no better than a four to the bank's seven。
'Un banco de deux millions；' said the croupier。
The players on Bond's left remained silent。
'Banco；' said Bond。
CHAPTER 11 … MOMENT OF TRUTH
Le Chiffre looked incuriously at him； the whites of his eyes； which showed all round the irises； lending something impassive and doll…like to his gaze。
He slowly removed one thick hand from the table and slipped it into the pocket of his dinner…jacket。 The hand came out holding a small metal cylinder with a cap which Le Chiffre unscrewed。 He inserted the nozzle of the cylinder； with an obscene deliberation； twice into each black nostril in turn； and luxuriously inhaled the benzedrine vapour。
Unhurriedly he pocketed the inhaler； then his hand came quickly back above the level of the table and gave the shoe its usual hard； sharp slap。
During this offensive pantomime Bond had coldly held the banker's gaze； taking in the wide expanse of white face surmounted by the short abrupt cliff of reddish…brown hair； the unsmiling wet red mouth and the impressive width of the shoulders； loosely draped in a massively cut dinner…jacket。
But for the high…lights on the satin of the shawl…cut lapels； he might have been faced by the thick bust of a black…fleeced Minotaur rising out of a green grass field。
Bond slipped a packet of notes on to the table without counting them。 If he lost the croupier would extract what was necessary to cover the bet； but the easy gesture conveyed that Bond didn't expect to lose and that； this was only a token display from the deep funds at Bond's disposal。
The other players sensed a tension between the two gamblers and there was silence as Le Chiffre fingered the four cards out of the shoe。
The croupier slipped Bond's two cards across to him with the tip of his spatula。 Bond； still with his eyes holding Le Chiffre's； reached his right hand out a few inches； glanced down very swiftly； then as he looked up again impassively at Le Chiffre； with a disdainful gesture he tossed the cards face upwards on the table。
They were a four and a five … an unbeatable nine。
There was a little gasp of envy from the table and the players to the left of Bond exchanged rueful glances at their failure to accept the two million franc bet。
With a hint of a shrug； Le Chiffre slowly faced his own two cards and flicked them away with his fingernail。 They were two valueless knaves。
'Le baccarat；' intoned the croupier as he spaded the thick chips over the table to Bond。
Bond slipped them into his right…hand pocket with the unused packet of notes。 His face showed no emotion； but he was pleased with the success of his first coup and with the oute of the silent clash of wills across the table。
The woman on his left； the American Mrs Du Pont； turned to him with a wry smile。
'I shouldn't have let it e to you；' she said。 'Directly the cards were dealt I kicked myself。'
'It's only the beginning of the game；' said Bond。 'You may be right the next time you pass it。'
Mr Du Pont leant forward from the other side of his wife： 'If one could be right every hand； none of us would be here；' he said philosophically。
'I would be；' his wife laughed。 'You don't think I do this for pleasure。'
As the game went on； Bond looked over the spectators leaning on the high brass rail round the table。 He soon saw Le Chiffre's two gunmen。 They stood behind and to either side of the banker。 They looked respectable enough； but not sufficiently a part of the game to be unobtrusive。
The one more or less behind Le Chiffre's right arm was tall and funereal in his dinner…jacket。 His face was wooden and grey； but his eyes flickered and gleamed like a conjurer's。 His whole long body was restless and his hands shifted often on the brass rail。 Bond guessed that he would kill without interest or concern for what he killed and that he would prefer strangling。 He had something of Lennie in Of Mice and Men； but his inhumanity would not e from infantilism but from drugs。 Marihuana； decided Bond。
The other man looked like a Corsican shopkeeper。 He was short and very dark with a flat head covered with thickly greased hair。 He seemed to be a cripple。 A chunky malacca cane with a rubber tip hung on the rail beside him。 He must have had permission to bring the cane into the Casino with him； reflected Bond； who knew that neither sticks nor any other objects were allowed in the rooms as a precaution against acts of violence。 He looked sleek and well fed。 His mouth hung vacantly half…open and revealed very bad teeth。 He wore a heavy black moustache and the backs of his hands on the rail were matted with black hair。 Bond guessed that hair covered most of his squat body。 Naked； Bond supposed； he would be an obscene object。
The game continued uneventfully； but with a slight bias against the bank。
The third coup is the 'sound barrier' at chemin…de…fer and baccarat。 Your luck can defeat the first and second tests； but when the third deal es along it most often spells disaster。 Again and again at this point you find yourself being bounced back to earth。 It was like that now。 Neither the bank nor any of the players seemed to be able to get hot。 But there was a steady and inexorable seepage against the bank； amounting after about two hours' play to ten million francs。 Bond had no idea what profits Le Chiffre had made over the past two days。 He estimated them at five million and guessed that now the banker's capital could not be more than twenty million。
In fact； Le Chiffre had lost heavily all that afternoon。 At this moment he only had ten million left。
Bond； on the other hand； by one o'clock in the morning； had won four million； bringing his resources up to twenty…eight million。
Bond was cautiously pleased。 Le Chiffre showed no trace of emotion。 He continued to play like an automaton； never speaking except when he gave instructions in a low aside to the croupier at the opening of each new bank。
Outside the pool of silence round the high table； there was the constant hum of the other tables； chemin…de…fer； roulette and trente…et…quarante； interspersed with the clear calls of the croupiers and occasional bursts of laughter or gasps of excitement from different corners of the huge salle。
In the background there thudded always the hidden metronome of the Casino； ticking up its little treasure of one…per…cents with each spin of a wheel and each turn of a card … a pulsing fat…cat with a zero for a heart。
It was at ten minutes past one by Bond's watch when； at the high table； the whole pattern of play suddenly altered。
The Greek at Number 1 was still having a bad time。 He had lost the first coup of half a million francs and the second。 He passed the third time； leaving a bank of two millions。 Carmel Delane at Number 2 refused it。 So did Lady Danvers at Number 3。
The Du Ponts looked at each other。
'Banco；' said Mrs Du Pont； and promptly lost to the banker's natural eight。
'Un banco de quatre millions；' said the croupier。
'Banco；' said Bond； pushing out a wad of notes。
Again he fixed Le Chiffre with his eye。 Again he gave only a cursory look at his two cards。
'No；' he said。 He held a marginal five。 The position was dangerous。
Le Chiffre turned up a knave and a four。 He gave the shoe another slap。 He drew a three。
'Sept à la banque；' said the croupier； 'et cinq；' he added as he tipped Bond's losing cards face upwards。 He raked over Bond's money； extracted four million francs and returned the remainder to Bond。
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