Then he turned on his heel and walked off.
Seth remained where he was for perhaps ten minutes, not moving a muscle.
Then he seemed to awaken, looked anxiously in the direction of the depot to make sure that no one was watching, pulled his cap over his eyes, jammed his hands into his pockets, and started to walk across the fields.

He had no fixed destination in mind, had no idea where he was going except that he must go somewhere, that he could not keep still.
He stumbled along, through briers and bushes, paying no attention to obstacles such as fences or stone walls until he ran into them, when he climbed over and went blindly on.

A mile from Eastboro, and he was alone in a grove of scrub pines.

Here he stopped short, struck his hands together, and groaned aloud: "I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" For he was beginning not to believe it.

At first he had not thought of doubting Bennie D.'s statement concerning the divorce.