The things we do!

"I was wrong!" he cried
suddenly. "I always say the wrong word, do the wrong thing, take
the wrong way. But--don't you remember about Martin Luther? He
said he couldn't help himself. 'Here stand I, I can not otherwise,
God help me!' That's just the way with me--you blame me, but I
tell you I can not otherwise. And I've told the truth. I've made
wreck of everything right now. You ask me to make plans; and I
tell you I can not. I would take you off the boat by force rather
than see you go away from me. This thing is not yet worked out to
the end. I'm not yet done. That's all I know. You'll have to go
along with me."
A sudden revulsion swept over him. He trembled as he stood, and
reached out a hand.
"Give me a chance!" he broke out, sobered now. "It was a new
thing, this feeling. Come, you sent for me--you asked me--that
other man placed me in his stead as your guardian. He didn't know
I would act in this way, that's true. I own I've been brutal. I
know I've forgotten everything, but it came over me all at once,
something new.


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