If these people would only think about things, the world would be a far better place for us all to live in.

Are you trying to think ?" That was exactly what Hewet had been doing for the last half-hour, but he did not find Hirst sympathetic at the moment.
"I shall go for a walk," he said.
"Remember we weren't in bed last night," said Hirst with a prodigious yawn.
Hewet rose and stretched himself.
"I want to go and get a breath of air," he said.
An unusual feeling had been bothering him all the evening and forbidding him to settle into any one train of thought.

It was precisely as if he had been in the middle of a talk which interested him profoundly when some one came up and interrupted him.

He could not finish the talk, and the longer he sat there the more he wanted to finish it.

As the talk that had been interrupted was a talk with Rachel, he had to ask himself why he felt this, and why he wanted to go on talking to her.