Dominance was his whole scheme of life.

Though he might purr, politely enough, so long as his fur was smoothed the right way, a single backward stroke set his fangs gleaming and unsheathed every sabre-like claw.

And now this woman, his fiancee though she was, her beauty dear to him and her charm most fascinating, her fortune much desired and most of all, an alliance with her father--now this woman, despite all these considerations, had with a few incisive words ruffled his temper beyond endurance.
So great was his agitation that, despite his strongest instinct of saving, he flung away the scarcely-tasted cigar.
"Kate," he exclaimed, his very tongue thick with the rage he could not quell, "Kate, I can't stand this! You're going too far.

What do you know of men's work and men's affairs?
Who are you, to judge of their times of coming and going, their obligations, their habits and man of life?
What do _you_ understand-- ?" "It's obvious," she replied with glacial coldness, "that I don't understand _you_, and never have.

I have been living in a dream, Wally; seeing you through the glass of illusion; not reality.