Deep down, hidden far away out of sight all that seemed to him now--all his old past, his old thoughts, his old problems and theories, his old impressions and that picture and himself and all, all....

He felt as though he were flying upwards, and everything were vanishing from his sight.

Making an unconscious movement with his hand, he suddenly became aware of the piece of money in his fist.

He opened his hand, stared at the coin, and with a sweep of his arm flung it into the water; then he turned and went home.

It seemed to him, he had cut himself off from everyone and from everything at that moment.
Evening was coming on when he reached home, so that he must have been walking about six hours.