You go explain that to someone. Then, he fantasizes that Helen has returned home early, learning from Kruhulik about his dalliance. The wives of America will give me a medal. It's just my imagination. Some people have flat feet.
Some people have dandruff.
I just have no imagination at all. Come on now, relax. You're just making this all up. Doubting himself, he thinks that women only want a man who looks like Gregory Peck. You and your imagination.