"No," he roared, like a mad thing now.
"Hell and damnation--no!" A wild frenzy of jealousy had swept aside his tenderness.

He was sick and faint with the passion of it of this proof of how deeply she must love that other man.

He strove to control his violence.

He snarled at her, in his endeavors to subdue the animal, the primitive creature that he was at heart.

"If you can love him so much as that, he had better hang, I think." He laughed on a high, fierce note.