Was it possible?
Everything is possible when a man is whirled off his feet by the Great Emotion.

History reeks with the stories of men whose natures were changed, whose careers were blasted, whose honor and loyalty and common sense were sacrificed, whose pride and sense of the fitness of things were utterly and absolutely forgotten under the stress of the sex storm that hits us all and renders us fools or heroes, breaking or making as luck will have it and, in either case, bringing us to the common level of primevality for the love of a woman.

Nature, however refined and cultivated the man, or rarified his atmosphere, sees to this.

Herself feminine, she has no consideration for persons.

To her a man is merely a man, a creature with the same heart and the same senses, working to the same end from the same beginning.