He had expected that
Brokaw's wily brain would bring with it half a dozen schemes for
the quiet undoing of their enemies. And now here was Brokaw, the
man who always hedged himself in with legal breast-works--who
never revealed himself to the shot of his enemies--enlisting
himself for a fight in the open! Philip had told Gregson that
there would be a fight. He was firmly convinced that there would
be a fight. But he had never believed that Brokaw would come to
join in it. He leaned toward the financier, his face flushed a
little by the warmth of the fire and by the knowledge that Brokaw
was relinquishing the situation entirely into his hands. If it
came to fighting, he would win. He was confident of himself there.
But--
"What will be the result if we win?" he asked.
"If we secure those who will give the evidence we need--evidence
that the movement against us is a plot to destroy our company, the
government will stand by us," replied Brokaw. "I have sounded the
situation there. I have filed a formal declaration to the effect
that such a movement is on foot, and have received a promise that
the commissioner of police will investigate the matter. But before
that happens our enemies will strike.
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