fortunes came and went with the flip of a card or the roll of a
die. That was the thrill of it. That was the death of it. Step
right up, test your luck, make that fortune to change your life.
Charles was down on his own luck, not that he would appear so.
They were all actors in the gambling game. Most gambled what they
really didn't have, which led to less than lawful ways.
he had a family, no one knew, for his name was one fitted to his
life. A stage name. A gambling name. If it was ruined he would
make a new one to start all over. He liked drinking, a good cigar
and of course the intoxicating scent of a woman in his arms or at
his side to bring him luck. This time around the gambling circuit
he went by Chas. Lord Charles Harwood, a man of means and wealth
in the English bon ton.
*Picture used are to represent how
Charles would look only.
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