Then she passed from the room on the arm of General Lord Charvill, chatting animatedly to him. But I've not promised to stand by him yet; nor will I, unless he turns out an honest lad,—mind that. He was a man tout à fait capable, this Gerald. But if I painted her as I'd like to, the natives would instantly distrust me; and I'd have to build up confidence all over again. A fortnight passed, then a month. I am bothered.
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