’ ‘Damn you, I should have beaten you,’ Gerald swore, holding fast to his corner of the little square of linen. And, though neither peace nor innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven. ‘But the major—’ ‘The major can say nothing at all. Enschede—that's a queer name. So far he had not stirred; from his bloodless lips had come no sound. I want you to understand clearly that I was indebted to the man in many small ways. ’ It had not before occurred to him, but this realisation fuelled the general’s growing conviction that he was being imposed upon in some way.
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