Heaven speed you!" Then he added in a lower tone, "Will you take my hand, now, in parting ?" As he said, he put forth his hand,--it was the left.
"Let it be the right hand," observed the elder Lester, smiling: "it is a luckier omen." "I think not," said Aram, drily.

And Walter noted that he had never remembered him to give his right hand to any one, even to Madeline; the peculiarity of this habit might, however, arise from an awkward early habit, it was certainly scarce worth observing, and Walter had already coldly touched the hand extended to him: when Lester carelessly renewed the subject.
"Is there any superstition," said he gaily, "that makes you think, as some of the ancients did, the left hand luckier than the right ?" "Yes," replied Aram; "a superstition.

Adieu." The Student departed; Madeline slowly walked up one of the garden alleys, and thither Walter, after whispering to his uncle, followed her.
There is something in those bitter feelings, which are the offspring of disappointed love; something in the intolerable anguish of well-founded jealousy, that when the first shock is over, often hardens, and perhaps elevates the character.

The sterner powers that we arouse within us to combat a passion that can no longer be worthily indulged, are never afterwards wholly allayed.

Like the allies which a nation summons to its bosom to defend it from its foes, they expel the enemy only to find a settlement for themselves.