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Passed
.
On
the
curbstone
before
Jimmy
Geary
,
the
sexton
’
s
,
an
old
tramp
sat
,
grumbling
,
emptying
the
dirt
and
stones
out
of
his
huge
dustbrown
yawning
boot
.
After
life
’
s
journey
.
Gloomy
gardens
then
went
by
:
one
by
one
:
gloomy
houses
.
Mr
Power
pointed
.
—
That
is
where
Childs
was
murdered
,
he
said
.
The
last
house
.
—
So
it
is
,
Mr
Dedalus
said
.
A
gruesome
case
.
Seymour
Bushe
got
him
off
.
Murdered
his
brother
.
Or
so
they
said
.
—
The
crown
had
no
evidence
,
Mr
Power
said
.
—
Only
circumstantial
,
Martin
Cunningham
added
.
That
’
s
the
maxim
of
the
law
.
Better
for
ninetynine
guilty
to
escape
than
for
one
innocent
person
to
be
wrongfully
condemned
.
They
looked
.
Murderer
’
s
ground
.
It
passed
darkly
.
Shuttered
,
tenantless
,
unweeded
garden
.
Whole
place
gone
to
hell
.
Wrongfully
condemned
.
Murder
.
The
murderer
’
s
image
in
the
eye
of
the
murdered
.
They
love
reading
about
it
.
Man
’
s
head
found
in
a
garden
.
Her
clothing
consisted
of
.
How
she
met
her
death
.
Recent
outrage
.
The
weapon
used
.
Murderer
is
still
at
large
.
Clues
.
A
shoelace
.
The
body
to
be
exhumed
.
Murder
will
out
.
