You
understand, of course, that Senator Harmon is the real boss of your
State."
"I have heard it said," said Montague. "But I never took much stock
in such statements--"
"Humph!" said Curtiss. "You'd take it if you'd been in my boots. I
used to do business for old Waterman's Southern railroads, and I've
had occasion to take messages to Harmon once or twice. New York is
the place where you find out about this game!"
"It's not a very pleasant game," said Montague, soberly.
"I didn't make the rules," said Curtiss. "You find you either have
to play that way or else get out altogether."
The younger man relapsed into silence for a moment, then laughed to
himself. "I know how you feel," he said. "I remember when I first
came out of college, the twinges I used to have. I had my head full
of all the beautiful maxims of the old Professor of Ethics. And they
took me on in the legal department of the New York and Hudson
Railroad, and we had a case---some kind of a damage suit; and old
Henry Corbin--their chief counsel, you know--gave me the papers, and
then took out of his desk a typewritten list of the judges of the
Supreme Court of the State.
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