He was slouching along with his hands in his pockets, and a vacuous look in his face.
"A sudden repulsion seized me.

'I must go now,' I said, stopping.

'I'd no idea I had come so far.' "He seemed as glad to be rid of me as I to be rid of him.

'Oh, must yer,' he said, holding out his hand.

'Well, so long.' "We shook hands carelessly.