"
"He cannot regain everything," said Feversham. "It is not right that he
should. He committed the sin, and he must pay. He cannot regain his
career for one thing."
"No, that is true; but he can find another. He is not yet so old but
that he can find another. And that is all that he will have lost."
General Feversham now took his hand away and moved in his chair. He
looked quickly at Durrance; he opened his mouth to ask a question, but
changed his mind.
"Well," he said briskly, and as though the matter were of no particular
importance, "if Sutch can manage Harry's escape from Omdurman, I see no
reason, either, why he should not come home."
Durrance rose from his chair. "Thank you, General. If you can have me
driven to the station, I can catch a train to town. There's one at six."
"But you will stay the night, surely," cried General Feversham.
"It is impossible. I start for Wiesbaden early to-morrow."
Feversham rang the bell and gave the order for a carriage. "I should
have been very glad if you could have stayed," he said, turning to
Durrance. "I see very few people nowadays. To tell the truth I have no
great desire to see many. One grows old and a creature of customs.
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