But sooner that than carry this vile thing through.

It was vile--most damnably vile--he now opined.
The decision taken, he rose and crossed to the window.

His mind had been in travail; his soul had known the pangs of labor.

But now that this strong resolve had been brought forth, an ease and peace were his that seemed to prove to him how right he was, how wrong must aught else have been.
Lord Ostermore came in.

He announced that they would be dining alone together.