Any man who dared to oppose them, they
would cast out and trample on, they would slander and ridicule and
ruin.
And Oliver came down to particulars--he named these powerful men,
one after one, and showed what they could do. If his brother would
only be a man of the world, and see the thing! Look at all the
successful lawyers! Oliver named them, one after one--shrewd
devisers of corporation trickery, with incomes of hundreds of
thousands a year. He could not name the men who had refused to play
the game--for no one had ever heard of them. But it was so evident
what would happen in this case! His friends would cast him off; his
own client would get his price--whatever it was--and then leave him
in the lurch, and laugh at him! "If you can't make up your mind to
play the game," cried Oliver, frantically, "at least you can give it
up! There are plenty of other ways of getting a living--if you'll
let me, I'll take care of you myself, rather than have you disgrace
me. Tell me--will you do that? Will you quit altogether?"
And Montague suddenly leaped to his feet, and brought his fist down
upon the desk with a bang.
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