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At first the defence contented itself with arguments that did at
least aim to rebut the indictment. The decisions of all the
established men in the world were notoriously in conflict. However
great was the gross wisdom of the ages the net wisdom was remarkably
small. Was it after all so very immodest to believe that the
Liberals were right in what they said about Tariff Reform, and the
Tories right in their criticism of Home Rule?
And then suddenly the defence threw aside its mask and insisted that
Benham had to take this presumptuous line because there was no other
tolerable line possible for him.
"Better die with the Excelsior chap up the mountains," the defence
interjected.
Than what?
Consider the quality Benham had already betrayed. He was manifestly
incapable of a decent modest mediocre existence. Already he had
ceased to be--if one may use so fine a word for genteel abstinence--
virtuous. He didn't ride well, he hadn't good hands, and he hadn't
good hands for life. He must go hard and harsh, high or low. He
was a man who needed BITE in his life.


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