He was looking at us intently.

A moment after he disappeared.

Beyond doubt there was some intimate association between these two.
My thoughts were, however, distracted by our vessel signalling the other.

Hungerford was passing just then, and I said: "Have you any idea what vessel it is, Hungerford ?" "Yes, man-of-war 'Porcupine', bound for Aden, I think." Mrs.Falchion at this laughed strangely, as she leaned forward looking, and then, rising quickly, said: "I prefer to walk." "May I accompany you ?" I asked.
She inclined her head, and we joined the promenaders.

The band was playing, and, for a ship-band, playing very well, the ballet music of Delibes' 'Sylvia'.