ABSTRACT

A little time elapsed, and the changeful Angelo, steady only in his fickleness, became gradually less bigotted to the society of the uneducated Milborough, and more addicted to his favourite habit of gaming, and which, as has been before observed, in consequence of his boundlessly increased expences, he now resorted to, as much for profit as pleasure. But fortune grew daily more unkind; she still fled, he still pursued, and in the true spirit of a gamester, he determined that he would not desist from the chace while he retained the power of continuing it, or if he felt his courage on the wane, he recruited it by plentiful libations to the rosy god.