Before long a pot-house supper was served, of which I did not partake; but not wishing to seem bad company I drank two or three small glasses of Hungarian wine.  After supper, which did not last very long, cards were produced, and one of the officers held a bank at faro.  I punted and lost the fifty or sixty Louis I had about me.  I felt that I was drunk, my head was reeling, and I would have gladly given over playing and gone away, but I have never been so possessed as on that day, either from false shame or from the effects of the drugged wine they gave me.  My noble officers seemed vexed that I had lost, and would give me my revenge.  They made me hold a bank of a hundred Louis in fish, which they counted out to me.  I did so, and lost.  I made a bank again, and again I lost.  My inflamed understanding, my increasing drunkenness, and my anger, deprived me of all sense, and I kept increasing my bank, losing all the time, till at midnight my good rascals declared they would play no more.  They made a calculation, and declared that I had lost nearly a hundred thousand francs.  So great was my intoxication, although I had had no more wine, that they were obliged to send for a sedan chair to take me to my inn.  While my servant was undressing me he discovered that I had neither my watches nor my gold snuff-boy.

“Don’t forget to wake me at four in the morning,” said I. Therewith I went to bed and enjoyed a calm and refreshing sleep.

While I was dressing next morning I found a hundred Louis in my pocket, at which I was much astonished, for my dizziness of brain being over now, I remembered that I had not this money about me the evening before; but my mind was taken up with the pleasure party, and I put off thinking of this incident and of my enormous losses till afterwards.  I went to the Toscani and we set out for Louisbourg, where we had a capital dinner, and my spirits ran so high that my companions could never have guessed the misfortune that had just befallen me.  We went back to Stuttgart in the evening.

When I got home my Spaniard told me that they knew nothing about my watches and snuff-box at the house where I had been the evening before, and that the three officers had come to call on me, but not finding me at home they had told him to warn me that they would breakfast with me on the following morning.  They kept the appointment.

“Gentlemen,” said I, as soon as they came in, “I have lost a sum which I cannot pay, and which I certainly should not have lost without the drugged wine you gave me.  You have taken me to a den of infamy, where I was shamefully robbed of jewellery to the value of more than three hundred Louis.  I complain of no one, since I have only my own folly to complain of.  If I had been wiser all this would not have happened to me.”

They exclaimed loudly at this speech, and tried to play the part of men of honour.  They spoke in vain, as I had made up my mind to pay nothing.