This new force was not he, it was but a part of him.

He would not even admit that it was stronger than he; but it was more active.

It was by its energy that this new feeling got the better of him.

His wife was the woman who had made his life, gratified his pride, given direction to his tastes and habits.
The life they led together seemed to him beautiful.

Winifred still was, as she had always been, Romance for him, and whenever he was deeply stirred he turned to her.