In society they seemed to have forgotten to expect him back.
He had an eye for them--with a touch of red in it; but he bided his time.

It was one of the terrible things about Tommy that he could bide his time.

Pym was the only person he called upon.

He took Pym out to dinner and conducted him home again.

His kindness to Pym, the delicacy with which he pretended not to see that poor old Pym was degraded and done for--they would have been pretty even in a woman, and we treat Tommy unfairly in passing them by with a bow.
Pym had the manuscript to read, and you may be as sure he kept sober that night as that Tommy lay awake.