He thought I would be cramped at home, after----" She paused, and then went on: "He would never think of himself when it was a question of me." What she was saying did not greatly enlighten him.

But, without a doubt, something would come out of the desultory talk by-and-by.
As he watched her in the light of the electric candle-lamps on the table, which, sending their shaded light upwards reflected from the white cloth, made her face luminous in the shadow of her cloudy hair, he was struck again by a baffling resemblance to someone he had known.

Now and again during the months since they had known each other her face had seemed familiar; then the likeness had disappeared; he had forgotten to be curious about it.

At this moment the suggestion was very strong.
They had the top of the 'bus to themselves as they went on westward.

At this hour the traffic was eastward, and the mist of rain saved them from fellow-travellers.