"The day that brings you success will be the blackest hour of my life." Errington's face softened a little.
"Olga, you are unreasonable--" "Unreasonable, am I?
Because I grudge paying for the sins of others?
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If that is unreasonable--yes, then, I _am_ unreasonable! Now, go.

Go, and remember, Max, we are on opposite sides of the camp." Errington paused at the door.
"So long as you keep your honour--_our_ honour--clean," he said, "do what you like! I have utter, absolute trust in Diana.".