"Have you been receiving the attentions of this distinguished young millionaire, Nan?"
"I've been cultivating him."
"Cultivating?"
"Yes, for your sake only—you big, handsome, foolish, jealous boy! You can't be in earnest when you say that you will refuse such an offer?"
"I am in earnest," was the grim reply.
"But why, why—why?"
"First, because I will not become the hireling of a corporation, to say nothing of this particular one headed by Mr. Bivens."
"Nonsense, Jim. You wouldn't be a hireling. You would lay the law down for them to follow."
"No. A modern corporation has no soul, and the man who serves this master must sell both body and soul for the wages he receives. I am a lawyer of the old school. My work is illumined by imagination. My business is to enforce justice in the relations of men."
"But some of the greatest lawyers in America are corporation attorneys——"