Put your mind at rest; King George knows he may confide in _you_, while I think it probable _I_ am distrusted." "I hope, Dick, you do not suspect _my_ discretion! My own secret would not be half so sacred to me." "I know that, full well.

Of _you_, I entertain no distrust, either in heart or head; of myself, I am not quite so certain.

When we _feel_, we do not always _reason_; and there is as much feeling, as any thing else, in this matter." "Not a line is there, in all my despatches, that go to betray the slightest distrust of me, or any one else.

You are spoken of, but it is in a manner to gratify you, rather than to alarm.

Take, and read them all; I intended to show them to you, as soon as we had got through with that cursed discussion" As Sir Gervaise concluded, he threw the whole package of letters on the table, before his friend.
"It will be time enough, when you summon me regularly to a council of war," returned Bluewater, laying the letters gently aside.