It brought a look of new purpose into his face.

He held her hand, and she left it lying in his clasp.

He was holding it still when he turned to his mother.
"Are you not glad, mother mine ?" he asked gently.
"Oh yes, my son--glad and proud of the honour done you, of the appreciation shown of your worth and service.

But how will you be able to undergo all that fatigue, and the perils and sufferings of another voyage?
That is what goes to my heart.

You are so little fit for it all!" "I have found that a man can always be fit for his duty," said Wolfe gravely.