(But for all that he did not even pretend to himself that he knew what all this emotion was about.) Hooray! O God!--Hoo-ray! And then a sort of silence.

Caterham had subsided to a conspicuous patience, and subordinate and inaudible persons were saying and doing formal and insignificant things.

It was like hearing voices through the noise of leaves in spring.

"Wawawawa---" What did it matter?
People in the audience talked to one another.

"Wawawawawa---" the thing went on.
Would that grey-headed duffer never have done?
Interrupting?
Of course they were interrupting.