She would almost admit at moments that what he had done was a very good thing, but she reserved the right to return in full force to her original condemnation of it; and she accumulated each act of independent volition in witness and warning against him.

Their mass oppressed but never deterred him.

He expected to do the wrong thing when left to his own devices, and he did it without any apparent recollection of his former misdeeds and their consequences.

There was a good deal of comedy in it all, and some tragedy.
He now experienced a certain expansion, such as husbands of his kind will imagine, on going back to his hotel alone.

It was, perhaps, a revulsion from the pain of parting; and he toyed with the idea of Mrs.
Grosvenor Green's apartment, which, in its preposterous unsuitability, had a strange attraction.