“Hold on! Is it necessary for you to tell me this or not?”
I had to reflect.
“It’s only necessary in that I want you to know the worst of me.”
“But I’m not sure that we need to know that. It often happens that a man does better in keeping his secrets in his own soul and shouldering the full weight of their responsibility. Isn’t it enough for us to know of you what we see?”
“I don’t know that I can judge of that.”
“Then tell me this: What you were going to say—is it anything for which you could be arrested?”
“It’s nothing for which I shall be arrested.”
“But it’s an offense against the law?”
I nodded.