Let us shake hands and end what we cannot mend," and he stepped forward and extended his hand.
Jess turned to see what would happen.

She knew the whole story, and hoped he would take the man's hand; next, remembering their position, she hoped that he would.
John turned colour a little, then he drew himself up deliberately and put his hand behind his back.
"I am very sorry, Mr.Muller," he said, "but even in our present position I cannot shake hands with you; you will know why." Jess saw a flush, bred of the furious passion which was his weak point, spread itself over the Boer's face.
"I do _not_ know, Captain Niel.

Be so good as to explain." "Very well, I will," said John calmly.

"You tried to assassinate me." "What do you mean ?" thundered Muller.
"What I say.

You shot at me twice under pretence of firing at a buck.