evening about half past eleven
He lived a solitary life , seeing no one except the Athelnys , but he was not lonely ; he busied himself with plans for the future , and sometimes he thought of the past . His recollection dwelt now and then on old friends , but he made no effort to see them . He would have liked to know what was become of Norah Nesbit ; she was Norah something else now , but he could not remember the name of the man she was going to marry ; he was glad to have known her : she was a good and a brave soul . One evening about half past eleven he saw Lawson , walking along Piccadilly ; he was in evening clothes and might be supposed to be coming back from a theatre . Philip gave way to a sudden impulse and quickly turned down a side street . He had not seen him for two years and felt that he could not now take up again the interrupted friendship . He and Lawson had nothing more to say to one another .