When at most a day or two remained before Adela's return, he could no longer resist the desire to surprise her in London.
Not only did he find her in the company of the man whom he had formerly feared as a rival, but her behaviour seemed to him distinctly to betray consternation at his arrival.

She was colourless, agitated, could not speak.

From that moment his love was of the quality which in its manifestations is often indistinguishable from hatred.

He resolved to keep her under his eye, to enforce to the uttermost his marital authority, to make her pay bitterly for the freedom she had stolen.
His exasperated egoism flew at once to the extreme of suspicion; he was ready to accuse her of completed perfidy.

Mrs.Westlake became his enemy; the profound distrust of culture, which was inseparable from his mental narrowness, however ambition might lead him to disguise it, seized upon the occasion to declare itself; that woman was capable of conniving at his dishonour, even of plotting it.