"The matter is far too complicated to be disposed of so lightly, I
fear," he remarked, shaking his head. "Let me place the details of the
thing before you and as a business man you can then judge for
yourself."
He had at least no fault to find with the grave attention they paid
him, indeed, the entirely unemotional attitude of the younger man was
to the lawyer's mind the most alarming symptom he had noted. Still he
could not allow to himself that his task presented more than
surmountable difficulties, for Mr. Saunderson had no real knowledge of
the forces at work against him, of the silent, desperate woman who had
given her life for her faith, who had once been beautiful, and whose
worn body slept in the little dull cemetery at Whitmansworth.
"I believe you are acquainted with the great premises known as Princes
Buildings," began Mr. Saunderson, "that simplifies my task. For the
whole affair is so amazingly managed that I can offer you no precedent
with which to compare it. There are seven floors in that building, and
on each floor the affairs of the six great concerns in which Mr.
Masters was interested, are conducted. Such an arrangement was only
carried out at enormous expense and trouble. I may tell you, however,
that the condition of Mr. Masters' interesting himself in either of
the companies, was their domicile beneath this one roof. Now in five
of these big concerns he occupied merely the place of a director, with
no more official power than any other director might have. Yet in
every case, I think I may say, no decision of any importance would
have been taken by the company in opposition to his advice, and he was
the financial backbone of each. On the two top floors of these great
premises we have a rather different state of things. For here are the
offices of the three smaller companies which were directly under the
control of Mr. Masters, and which are the original source of his
fortune. I allude to the Steel Axle Company, the Stormly Mine and the
Stormly Foundry Companies. These affairs he continued to keep under
his own eye, never relaxing his attention, or the excellent system he
had established, under which the whole great affair worked with such
marvellous smoothness and success. I beg your pardon, did you say
anything?"
Christopher shook his head. Mr. Saunderson resumed.
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