Most men who are at times mentally embarrassed find relief in touching small inanimate objects.
So he said reassuringly: "Don't let a pair of gloves worry you, girl." "He bought them for me this morning," a break in her voice.

"I MUST find them!" The situation assumed altogether a different angle.

There was a hint of tragedy in her eyes.

More trivial things than a forgotten pair of gloves have brought about death and division.

Together they renewed the search.