Some have seen sorrow, but there are fair days yet in store.

What say you ?" Whilst he was speaking, Jonathan had taken my hand.

I feared, oh so much, that the appalling nature of our danger was overcoming him when I saw his hand stretch out, but it was life to me to feel its touch, so strong, so self reliant, so resolute.

A brave man's hand can speak for itself, it does not even need a woman's love to hear its music.
When the Professor had done speaking my husband looked in my eyes, and I in his, there was no need for speaking between us.
"I answer for Mina and myself," he said.
"Count me in, Professor," said Mr.Quincey Morris, laconically as usual.
"I am with you," said Lord Godalming, "for Lucy's sake, if for no other reason." Dr.Seward simply nodded.
The Professor stood up and, after laying his golden crucifix on the table, held out his hand on either side.

I took his right hand, and Lord Godalming his left, Jonathan held my right with his left and stretched across to Mr.Morris.