"Yes.

You didn't let me into that secret, did you, till I'd been weighed in the balances and found wanting?
You were too damned cautious to commit yourself.
And you've congratulated yourself on your marvellous discretion ever since, I'll lay a wager.

You hide-bound, self-righteous prigs always do.

Nothing would ever make you see that it's just your beastly discretion that does the mischief,--your infernal, complacent virtue that breeds the vice you so deplore!" He broke into a harsh laugh that ended in a sharp catch of the breath that bent him suddenly double.
Burke's hand went swiftly from his shoulder to his elbow.

He led him to a chair.