He was sojourning at an hotel in Bond Street, and had gone thitherwards more by habit than by thought; but he had passed the door of his inn, feeling it to be impossible to render himself up to his bed in his present disturbed mood.

As he was passing the house in Bond Street he had been intent on the destruction of Captain Aylmer,--and had almost determined that if Captain Aylmer could not be made to vanish into eternity, he must make up his mind to go that road himself.
It was out of the question that he should go down to Belton.

As to that he had come to a very decided opinion by the time that he had crossed Oxford Street.

Go down to see her, when she had treated him after this fashion! No, indeed.

She wanted no brother now.