Candide, who was naturally curious, suffered himself to be conducted to this lady's house, which was in the suburbs of Saint-Honore. The company was engaged at basser; twelve melancholy punters held each in his hand a small pack of cards, the corners of which were doubled down, and were so many registers of their ill fortune.
Candide, ki természeténél fogva kiváncsi volt, elkisértette magát a párisi dámához, ki a Saint-Honoré külvárosban lakott: ott éppen fáraóztak; tizenkét szomoru játékos ült az asztalnál, kezökben egy-egy csomó kártya, szerencsétlen végzetöknek kopott jelvényei.