Laverick had not attempted to shake hands.

He felt himself at the last moment, stirred almost to anger by the perfunctory farewell which was all this man had offered to the girl he had treated so inconsiderately.
His thoughts were engrossed upon himself and his own danger.

He would not even have kissed her if she had not drawn his face down to hers and whispered a reassuring little message.

Laverick turned away.

For some reason or other he felt himself shuddering.
Conversation during those last few moments had been increasingly difficult.