Afraid of being noticed, he walked on.
The distance to the head of the street was not more than thirty yards; there lay Gower Street, on the right hand the Metropolitan station, to the left a long perspective southwards.

Delaying in doubt as to his course, Hilliard glanced back.

From the house which attracted his eyes he saw come forth the girl who had recently entered, and close following her another young woman.

They began to walk sharply towards where he stood.
He did not stir, and the couple drew so near that he could observe their faces.

In the second girl he recognised--or believed that he recognised--Eve Madeley.
She wore a costume in decidedly better taste than her companion's; for all that, her appearance struck him as quite unlike that he would have expected Eve Madeley to present.