When he thought of Margery he was suddenly and intensely ashamed. That aspect of his conduct he had so far managed to ignore. Now he became suddenly hot at the thought of it. He had behaved damnably to Margery. Supposing she had come back earlier, discovered Emily. “A‑a‑ah!” A strangled exclamation burst from him, as men groan in spite of themselves at some story of brutality or pain. Sweat stood about his temples. Poor Margery, so patient and loving and trustful. What a swine he had been! The resolutions swelled enormously⁠ ⁠… no more drinking⁠ ⁠… the drink had done it⁠ ⁠… he would knock it off altogether. No, not altogether⁠—that was silly, unnecessary. In moderation. He slipped his trousers to the floor.