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He appeared to devote himself to his wife, as a man ought to do in the case of wealthy and well-bred people. He displayed enough of anxiety about her wishes, her health, her dresses, and, beyond that, left her perfectly free. Randal, having become Irene's friend, had a right to the affectionate hand-clasp which every husband endowed with good manners owes to his wife's intimate acquaintance.
After a warm hand-clasp, Will returned to his tent, and lay down for a few hours' rest. By four o'clock he was in the saddle, riding toward the Confederate lines. IN common walks of life to play the spy is an ignoble role; yet the work has to be done, and there must be men to do it.
Yes, yes, in spite of all, for her own sake. Whatever lay before, now, for this one hour, for this moment of meeting he should be hers. But meet him, where? Before all the world, with a smile of conventional welcome on her lips, with the same hand-clasp that any friend and lover of humanity would give him? The desert air blew on her face, keen, sweet, vibrant, thrilling.
"Except some things which are endless," he said. She took heart of grace at that. "You mean Faith?" she asked; "Love?" She looked at him eagerly. "I mean Pain," he corrected her, and held out his hand. She would not put hers within it. "If, after these long two years, you can go like that, your friendship is not what I thought it. It is not worth a hand-clasp.
She was too much of a child to know that she was playing with edged tools. So she allowed Hugo a very long hand-clasp when he said good-bye, and held a whispered consultation with him at the door in a confidential manner, which put Rupert very much out of temper. Then she came back to the drawing-room fire, laughing a little, with an air of pretty triumph.
So there was just a hand-clasp and one long deep look between them that was tenderer than any kiss and more eloquent than any words. "I will come back when I am twenty-one," said Marcella. And I saw Richard Barry smile. So Marcella went away and in all Bridgeport there were only two people who believed she would ever return.
They came to see evil even in the most innocent acts: a look, a hand-clasp they blushed, they had evil thoughts. Their relation became intolerable. Without saying anything they saw each other less often. They tried writing to each other, but they set a watch upon their expressions. Their letters became cold and insipid. They grew disheartened.
Exactly what passed between the young man and young girl in that hand-clasp the first contact they had had of one another it might seem far-reached and fantastic to affirm; yet that it steadied not only Damaris' trembling limbs, but her trembling and over-wrought spirit, is beyond question.
The tears and the hand-clasp with his father told the story of his reconciliation, of the bursting out of the old love, which had not been extinguished, only smothered for a time. Philip thought best that he should not become excited with the meeting, and in a little while drew the Brother Man out into the other room. By this time it was nearly ten o'clock.
Sara turned from the young man's hand-clasp to her father's embrace. "Waal, Sairay, we're off, an' good luck goes with us, ef a man kin jedge by the weather. Good-by. God bless you, darter!" Sara could not speak, but she held him close a minute, then stood with tearful eyes and watched him embark, telling herself he had always returned safe and sound, and surely he would again.
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