nearly two o'clock
Throughout the whole morning luck still favoured her . She lost sometimes , and her wins were not as sensational as those of last night , but they made people stare and talk , and added so many notes to the troublesome contents of her bag that , to the amusement of everybody , when the time came to go she stuffed gold and paper into the long gloves she had taken off while playing . Both gloves were full and bulged out in queer protuberances , like Christmas stockings . But this was not until nearly two o'clock , when Mary had grown so hungry that she could no longer concentrate her thoughts upon the game . Meanwhile , different relays of croupiers and inspectors had come and gone , and the crowd round the table had changed . Very few remained of the players who had raced for chairs at the opening hour . Many had lost and taken themselves off , discouraged ; others had a habit of darting from table to table `` for luck '' ; some had won as much as they wanted to win , and departed quietly as a man goes home from his office .