FALSE DAWN
Treeshy's plainness gave an awful point to his moral.
"There's one thing in Paris, my boy, that you must be warned against: those gambling-hells in the Pally Royle," Mr. Kent insisted. "I never set foot in the places myself; but a glance at the outside was enough."
"I knew a feller that was fleeced of a fortune there," Mr. Henry Huzzard confirmed; while the Commodore, at his tenth glass, chuckled with moist eyes: "The trollops, oh, the trollops—"
"As for Vienna—" said Mr. Kent.
"Even in London," said Mr. Ambrose Huzzard, "a young man must be on his look-out against gamblers. Every form
of swindling is practised, and the touts are always on the look-out for greenhorns; a term," he added apologetically, "which
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