You can trust me.

Lie back and rest." But his uncle's face was still excitedly perturbed; his pale eyes still possessed an unnatural brightness.
"Oh yes!" he said, sharply, "I trust you! I have trusted you.

I have left a letter by which you will see that I have trusted you--and that your fidelity has been rewarded.

But this is another matter.

Can I trust you in this?
Can I trust you as myself ?" As he put the question a sweat of weakness and excitement broke out over his forehead.
But it was neither his wild appearance nor his question that suddenly sent the blood into John's face and suddenly set his heart bounding.