As soon as Pomander had drawn¹ his breath and realized this discovery, he darted² upstairs, and with all the demure³ calmness he could assume, told Mr. Vane, whom he met descending⁴, that he was happy to find his engagements permitted him to join the party in Bloomsbury Square. He then flung himself upon his servant's horse.  
Like Iago, he saw the indistinct outline of a glorious and a most malicious⁵ plot; it lay crude in his head and heart at present; thus much he saw clearly, that, if he could time Mrs. Vane's arrival so that she should pounce⁶ upon the Woffington at her husband's table, he might be present at and enjoy the public discomfiture⁷ of a man and woman who had wounded his vanity. Bidding his servant make the best of his way to Bloomsbury Square, Sir Charles galloped⁸ in that direction himself, intending first to inquire whether Mrs. Vane was arrived, and, if not, to ride toward Islington and meet her. His plan was frustrated⁹ by an accident; galloping

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