"Dago was the one lucky man this afternoon, I should say," the first
speaker remarked presently. "But there--he's always lucky."
Instantly my interest was aroused. "Dago!" Could it be--surely--?
"Yes, he's lucky enough," the other answered. Then, after a pause he
added: "That's a man I can't stand."
"Can't stand? Why?"
"Oh, I don't know. The fellow gets on my nerves. How does he live?
Have you any idea?"
"You mean, what is his source of income? I'm sure I can't tell you.
But for that matter, how do half the men we meet here at Monte manage to
live? It would not be well to ask. They have money, and that is the
main thing. All we require is to transfer to our own pockets as much of
it as we can."