"Well then, I want her back," bellowed Obadiah, the notes of his voice getting higher as the intensity of his feeling increased. "You go and get her and make her come home." "Did you have in mind legal proceedings to compel your daughter to return under your roof?" inquired Hezekiah in a suave manner, in marked contrast to the bluster of his employer. "It doesn't make any difference how you do it. Kidnap her for all I care. What I want is to get her back," the mill owner stormed. "Has it occurred to you, that in such matters care must be taken to avoid a serious rupture of those affectionate relations which, after all, are the basis of the home and the natural tie between a father and daughter?" Hezekiah suggested quietly. Obadiah's face was swollen with passion, his obstinacy written deep in it. "She must come home," he proclaimed. "I want her. I'm tired of living alone. You go and make her come back." The smooth shaven countenance of the lawyer hardened. His usual good-humored expression melted into one of resolution as he said with great calmness, "I have thought, sometimes, Obadiah, that you fail to display a clear conception of an attorney's duties." "What?" "You don't appreciate the scope of my employment." "What has that got to do with my daughter?" "It has this. I do not conceive it my duty to force your daughter to return to your home against her wishes." "You refuse to obey my instructions?" Obadiah almost screamed, throwing discretion to the winds in the tumult of his wrath. "Yes, I refuse," answered the lawyer, leaping to his feet and talking down at his employer. "I refuse," he repeated in a voice in which passion found no place, "as I have always refused when you would have seduced me into doing an unjust act. There are questions upon which fair minds may differ. Men of honor may argue for the side in which they believe or have been retained. From divers contentions, strongly maintained, comes the bright star of right, shining clear, in its purity, above the storm clouds of litigation. But, Your Hon--" Hezekiah paused and began anew--"But, sir, there are fundamental questions involving moral law upon which right minded men must agree." "What's this tirade got to do with me?" Obadiah demanded.