the rain was still falling, now throwing down large, individual droplets which hit the ground one at a time.

he was looking out the window at a barren waste where the grey sky and the grey earth mingled inseparably.

a tender memory that appeared and disappeared again,

He had used to feel a great sense of freedom from doing this, but doing it now was obviously something more remembered than experienced, as what he actually saw in this way was becoming less distinct every day, even things that were quite near; he had used to curse the ever-present view of the hospital across the street, but now he could not see it

as he became quite hot with shame and regret.

he heard the chief clerk exclaim a loud "Oh!", which sounded like the soughing of the wind.

For some reason, the tall, empty room where he was forced to remain made him feel uneasy as he lay there flat on the floor, even though he had been living in it for five years.

he could only hear their feet as they stepped heavily on the floor.

oppressed with anxiety and self-reproach,