26/27 And when I do, we'll get down to cases. She thought it was simply a masculine shyness and confusion that made him clasp her fingers loosely and let them go on the instant. She did not see him rub his palm down the leg of his dark gray trousers as he walked down the aisle, and if she had she would not have seen any significance in the movement. For he felt that he had shaken hands with a traitor to himself and his outfit, and it went against the grain. |