"On the contrary," said Stranleigh, with evident honesty, "I'm very much interested. These two ladies, as I understand the case, have been unsuccessful in law----" "Completely so." "And unsuccessful in the projects they have undertaken?" "From my point of view, yes. That is to say, they are sinking pots of money, and I don't see where any of it is coming back." "Of what do these enterprises consist?" "Do you know anything about the conservation controversy now going on in this country?" "I fear I do not. I am a woefully ignorant person." "My father had ideas about conservation long before the United States took it up. It is on these ideas that Sis has been working. You preserve water in times of flood and freshet to be used for power or for irrigation throughout the year. Her first idea was to make a huge lake, extending several miles up the valley of this river. That's where I got into my law-suit. The commercial interests down below held that we had no right to put a huge concrete dam across this river." "Couldn't you put a dam on your own property?" "It seems not. If the river ran entirely through my own property, I could. Had I paid more attention to what was being done, I might perhaps have succeeded, by getting a bill through the Legislature. When I tried that, I was too late. The interests below had already applied to the courts for an injunction, which, quite rightly, they received. Attempting to legalise the action, not only did I find the Legislature hostile, but my clever opponents got up a muck-raking crusade against me, and I was held up by the Press of this State as a soulless monopolist, anxious to increase my already great wealth by grabbing what should belong to the whole people. The campaign of personal calumny was splendidly engineered, and, by Jupiter! they convinced me that I was unfit for human intercourse. Tables of statistics were published to prove how through railway and coal-mine manipulation I had robbed everybody, and they made me out about a hundred times richer than I am, although I have never been able to get any of the excess cash. Sermons were preached against me, the Pulpit joining the Press in denunciation. I had no friends, and not being handy with my pen, I made no attempt at defence. I got together a lot of dynamite, blew up the partially-constructed dam, and the river still flows serenely on." "But surely," said Stranleigh, "I saw an immense dam on this very river, when you met me at Powerville railway station the other day?" Trenton laughed. "Yes; that was Miss Maturin's dam." "Miss Maturin's!" cried Stranleigh in astonishment.