But if his daughter cordially wished him success, and Lady Camper offered him the crown of it, why then he had only to pluck up spirit, like a good commander who has to pass a fordable river in the enemy's presence; a dash, a splash, a rattling volley or two, and you are over, established on the opposite bank.

But you must be positive of victory, otherwise, with the river behind you, your new position is likely to be ticklish.

So the General entered Lady Camper's drawing-room warily, watching the fair enemy.

He knew he was captivating, his old conquests whispered in his ears, and her reception of him all but pointed to a footstool at her feet.

He might have fallen there at once, had he not remembered a hint that Mr.Reginald Rolles had dropped concerning Lady Camper's amazing variability.
Lady Camper began.
'General, you ran away from me this morning.