He was conscious of wishing that there were no girls in the world.

After they had passed the last station before reaching Edgham he looked wearily away from the window, and recognized, stupidly, Maria's father in a seat in the forward part of the car.

Harry was sitting as dejectedly hunched upon himself as was the boy.

Wollaston recognized the fact that he could not have found little Evelyn, and realized wickedly and furiously that he did not care, that a much more dreadful complication had come into his own life.

He turned again to the window.
Maria, in the car behind the smoker, sat beside Gladys, and looked out of the window very much as Wollaston was doing.