He let himself be guided like a child, only from time to time murmuring, "Did you see her eyes ?" and he turned as if the vision had recalled her.
Nevertheless, his steps became more irregular; he seemed to walk by a series of jerks; his teeth chattered; his hands were cold; a violent agitation ran through his body.

I spoke to him; he did not answer.

He was just able to let himself be led along.

A cab was waiting at the gate.

It was only just in time.