"You don't want to spend it all in a lump, do you?" asked Mr.
Grant, smiling. "We can hardly act as counsel for both you and Mr.
Jones."

"But I must have a lawyer, and the will limits the number of my
confidants. What am I to do?"

"We will consult Mr. Jones in regard to the question. It is not
regular, you see, but I apprehend no legal difficulties. We cannot
accept fees from both sides, however," said Mr. Grant.

"But I want attorneys who are willing to help me. It won't be a
help if you decline to accept my money."

"We'll resort to arbitration," laughed Ripley.

Before night Montgomery Brewster began a career that would have
startled the world had the facts been known. With true loyalty to
the "Little Sons of the Rich," he asked his friends to dinner and
opened their eyes.

"Champagne!" cried Harrison, as they were seated at table. "I
can't remember the last time I had champagne."

"Naturally," laughed "Subway" Smith. "You couldn't remember
anything after that."

As the dinner progressed Brewster explained that he intended to
double his fortune within a year. "I'm going to have some fun,
too," he said, "and you boys are to help me."