In the three or four months since his marriage, he seemed to have grown older; he no longer held himself so upright.
At the very moment agreed upon he was waiting close by the house.

Five minutes passed; twice he had looked at his watch, and he grew excessively impatient, stamping as if it were necessary to keep himself warm.

Another five minutes, and he uttered a nervous ejaculation.

He had all but made up his mind to go and knock at the door when Monica came forth.
'You haven't been waiting here long, I hope ?' she said cheerfully.
'Ten minutes.

But it doesn't matter.' 'I'm very sorry.