His joy was immense, but unholy.

However, the accusation that he was taking bread from another man who needed it more than he still rankled.

He could, after all, rise somewhat above mere greed.

He resolved that he would give, and no one should know of his giving, to the family of the man Jim who had no work.
During the morning Henry did not trouble himself about Sylvia and what she would think about it all.

Towards noon, however, he began to dread going home and facing her.