I could see splendidly, had the bump of locality and as many more lies as would come to my tongue.

I was indeed burning to be gone.
A moment later I feared that I had shown this too plainly.

For his final handshake was hearty enough to send me away something ashamed of my precipitancy, and with a further sense of having shown him small gratitude for his kindly anxiety on my behalf.

I would behave differently to-morrow.

Meanwhile I had new regrets.
At first it was comparatively easy to see, for the lights of the house shone faintly among the nearer oaks.