u to come! How well you're looking, my dear."
"My husband? Oh, he's at the club, playing poker, as usual. He hates
music."
"I've such a terrible cold!"
"Trouble with servants? I should say so. I bounced my cook this
morning."
"Aren't these affairs awefully tiresome?"
"I was so glad to come. I always enjoy your musicales."
"Dr. Bernstein coming? How perfectly delightful. I'll ask him for his
autograph."
"What's psychology?"
"Something to do with religion, I think."
"Haven't we been having dreadful weather?"
"I saw you at the opera."
"Doesn't she look sweet?"
"Oh, I think it's just lovely."
People now arrived in quick succession and, forming little groups, the
room soon presented an animated scene. The women in their smart gowns
and the men in their black coats made a pleasing picture.
"My dear Mrs. Jeffries, how do you do this evening?" exclaimed a rich,
deep voice.
The hostess turned to greet an elderly and distinguished-looking man who
had just entered. Directly he came in voices were hushed, and on every
side one heard the whisper:
"There's Judge Brewster, the famous lawyer."
There was a general craning of necks to catch a glimpse of the eminent
jurist whose brilliant address to the jury in a recent _cause celebre_
had saved an innocent man from the electric chair.
Richard Brewster was a fine example of the old school statesman-lawyer
of the Henry Clay type. He belonged to that small class of public men
who are independent of all coteries, whose only ambition is to serve
their country well, who know no other duty than that dictated by their
oath and conscience. A brilliant and forceful orator, there was no
office in the gift of the nation that might not have been his for the
asking, but he had no taste for politics. After serving with honor for
some years on the bench he retired into private practice, and thereafter
his name became one to conjure with in the law courts. By sheer power of
his matchless oratory and unanswerable logic he won case after case for
his clients and it is a tribute to his name to record the plain fact
that in all his career he never championed a cause of which he need be
ashamed. Powerful financial interests had attempted to secure his
services by offers of princely retainers, but without success. He fought
the trusts bitterly every time he found them oppressing the people. He
preferred to remain comparatively poor rather than enrich himself at the
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