It is only a shilling, but it is all I have to spare." "Yes, I will take it," said the stranger gratefully.
She extended her hand; Gabriel his.

In feeling for each other's palm in the gloom before the money could be passed, a minute incident occurred which told much.

Gabriel's fingers alighted on the young woman's wrist.

It was beating with a throb of tragic intensity.

He had frequently felt the same quick, hard beat in the femoral artery of his lambs when overdriven.