“Steve!” he said at length, in a low, uneven voice. “I—I—” He paused, his lips trembling. Then his jaw squared. “I’m a beast, Steve, a perfect beast!” he went on rapidly. “I’ve been a beast from—from the very first. You’re— When I think of what a chum you might have been, and I was fool enough— You’ll never want to—to have anything to do with me again, but I had to tell you—”