In fact, I know it, from things he said.
"You needn't talk to me," he snapped at Jeff one day, just before our weddings.

"There never was a woman yet that did not enjoy being MASTERED.

All your pretty talk doesn't amount to a hill o'beans--I KNOW." And Terry would hum: I've taken my fun where I found it.
I've rogued and I've ranged in my time, and The things that I learned from the yellow and black, They 'ave helped me a 'eap with the white.
Jeff turned sharply and left him at the time.

I was a bit disquieted myself.
Poor old Terry! The things he'd learned didn't help him a heap in Herland.

His idea was to take--he thought that was the way.