The Strange Case of Cavendish by Randall Parrish
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The lawyer's voice had fallen, all the threat gone, and the younger man straightened in his chair. "You mean you will maintain silence as to the will?" "Absolutely; as a client your interests will always be my first concern. Of course I shall expect to represent you in a legal capacity in settling up the estate, and consequently feel it only just that the compensation for such services shall be mutually agreed upon. In this case there are many interests to guard. Knowing, as I do, all the essential facts, I am naturally better prepared to conserve your interests than any stranger. I hope you appreciate this." "And your fee?" "Reasonable, very reasonable, when you consider the service I am doing you, and the fact that my professional reputation might so easily be involved and the sums to be distributed, which amount to more than a million dollars. My silence, my permitting the estate to go to settlement, and my legal services combined, ought to be held as rather valuable--at, let us say, a hundred thousand. Yes, a hundred thousand; I hardly think that is unfair." Cavendish leaped to his feet, his hand gripping his cane. "You damned black----" "Wait!" and Enright arose also. "Not so loud, please; your voice might be heard in the outer office. Besides it might be well for you to be |
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