Waymark held out his hand, as if to take leave.
"Thank you very much," he said warmly.

"I am very grateful." She gave him a quick "good-bye," and then passed on.

Waymark moved at once in the opposite direction, turning the corner.

Then he wished to go back and notice which house she entered, but would not do so lest she should observe him.

He walked straight forwards.
How the aspect of the world had changed for him in these few minutes; what an incredible revolution had come to pass in his own desires and purposes t The intellectual atmosphere he breathed was of his own creation; the society of cultured people he had never had an opportunity of enjoying.