He had an impulse to kneel and plead for forgiveness.

But a bitterer red anger burned up to fury in him.

He became unconscious of her, he was only a passionate voice speaking.
'Spontaneous!' he cried.

'You and spontaneity! You, the most deliberate thing that ever walked or crawled! You'd be verily deliberately spontaneous--that's you.

Because you want to have everything in your own volition, your deliberate voluntary consciousness.