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Reuben
Jephson
,
of
quite
recently
the
state
of
Vermont
,
had
been
thinking
of
it
.
And
now
Mr.
Catchuman
accompanied
by
Mr.
Kellogg
.
And
thereupon
a
conference
with
Mr.
Catchuman
and
Mr.
Kellogg
,
with
the
latter
arguing
quite
politically
the
wisdom
of
his
undertaking
such
a
defense
.
And
his
own
interest
in
the
case
being
what
it
was
,
he
was
not
long
in
deciding
,
after
a
conference
with
his
younger
associate
,
that
he
would
.
In
the
long
run
it
could
not
possibly
injure
him
politically
,
however
the
public
might
feel
about
it
now
.
And
then
Catchuman
having
handed
over
a
retainer
to
Belknap
as
well
as
a
letter
introducing
him
to
Clyde
,
Belknap
had
Jephson
call
up
Mason
to
inform
him
that
Belknap
&
Jephson
,
as
counsel
for
Samuel
Griffiths
on
behalf
of
his
nephew
,
would
require
of
him
a
detailed
written
report
of
all
the
charges
as
well
as
all
the
evidence
thus
far
accumulated
,
the
minutes
of
the
autopsy
and
the
report
of
the
coroner
's
inquest
.
Also
information
as
to
whether
any
appeal
for
a
special
term
of
the
Supreme
Court
had
as
yet
been
acted
upon
,
and
if
so
what
judge
had
been
named
to
sit
,
and
when
and
where
the
Grand
Jury
would
be
gathered
.
Incidentally
,
he
said
,
Messrs.
Belknap
and
Jephson
,
having
heard
that
Miss
Alden
's
body
had
been
sent
to
her
home
for
burial
,
would
request
at
once
a
counsel
's
agreement
whereby
it
might
be
exhumed
in
order
that
other
doctors
now
to
be
called
by
the
defense
might
be
permitted
to
examine
it
--
a
proposition
which
Mason
at
once
sought
to
oppose
but
finally
agreed
to
rather
than
submit
to
an
order
from
a
Supreme
Court
judge
.
These
details
having
been
settled
,
Belknap
announced
that
he
was
going
over
to
the
jail
to
see
Clyde
.
It
was
late
and
he
had
had
no
dinner
,
and
might
get
none
now
,
but
he
wanted
to
have
a
"
heart
to
heart
"
with
this
youth
,
whom
Catchuman
informed
him
he
would
find
very
difficult
.
But
Belknap
,
buoyed
up
as
he
was
by
his
opposition
to
Mason
,
his
conviction
that
he
was
in
a
good
mental
state
to
understand
Clyde
,
was
in
a
high
degree
of
legal
curiosity
.
The
romance
and
drama
of
this
crime
!
What
sort
of
a
girl
was
this
Sondra
Finchley
,
of
whom
he
had
already
heard
through
secret
channels
?
And
could
she
by
any
chance
be
brought
to
Clyde
's
defense
?
He
had
already
understood
that
her
name
was
not
to
be
mentioned
--
high
politics
demanding
this
.
He
was
really
most
eager
to
talk
to
this
sly
and
ambitious
and
futile
youth
.
However
,
on
reaching
the
jail
,
and
after
showing
Sheriff
Slack
a
letter
from
Catchuman
and
asking
as
a
special
favor
to
himself
that
he
be
taken
upstairs
to
some
place
near
Clyde
's
cell
in
order
that
,
unannounced
,
he
might
first
observe
Clyde
,
he
was
quietly
led
to
the
second
floor
and
,
the
outside
door
leading
to
the
corridor
which
faced
Clyde
's
cell
being
opened
for
him
,
allowed
to
enter
there
alone
.
And
then
walking
to
within
a
few
feet
of
Clyde
's
cell
he
was
able
to
view
him
--
at
the
moment
lying
face
down
on
his
iron
cot
,
his
arms
above
his
head
,
a
tray
of
untouched
food
standing
in
the
aperture
,
his
body
sprawled
and
limp
.
For
,
since
Catchuman
's
departure
,
and
his
second
failure
to
convince
any
one
of
his
futile
and
meaningless
lies
,
he
was
more
despondent
than
ever
.
In
fact
,
so
low
was
his
condition
that
he
was
actually
crying
,
his
shoulders
heaving
above
his
silent
emotion
.
At
sight
of
this
,
and
remembering
his
own
youthful
escapades
,
Belknap
now
felt
intensely
sorry
for
him
.
No
soulless
murderer
,
as
he
saw
it
,
would
cry
.
Approaching
Clyde
's
cell
door
,
after
a
pause
,
he
began
with
:
"
Come
,
come
,
Clyde
!
This
will
never
do
.
You
must
n't
give
up
like
this
.
Your
case
may
n't
be
as
hopeless
as
you
think
.
Would
n't
you
like
to
sit
up
and
talk
to
a
lawyer
fellow
who
thinks
he
might
be
able
to
do
something
for
you
?
Belknap
is
my
name
--
Alvin
Belknap
.
I
live
right
here
in
Bridgeburg
and
I
have
been
sent
over
by
that
other
fellow
who
was
here
a
while
ago
--
Catchuman
,
was
n't
that
his
name
?
You
did
n't
get
along
with
him
so
very
well
,
did
you
?
Well
,
I
did
n't
either
.
He
's
not
our
kind
,
I
guess
.
But
here
's
a
letter
from
him
authorizing
me
to
represent
you
.
Want
to
see
it
?
"
He
poked
it
genially
and
authoritatively
through
the
narrow
bars
toward
which
Clyde
,
now
curious
and
dubious
,
approached
.
For
there
was
something
so
whole-hearted
and
unusual
and
seemingly
sympathetic
and
understanding
in
this
man
's
voice
that
Clyde
took
courage
.
And
without
hesitancy
,
therefore
,
he
took
the
letter
and
looked
at
it
,
then
returned
it
with
a
smile
.
"
There
,
I
thought
so
,
"
went
on
Belknap
,
most
convincingly
and
pleased
with
his
effect
,
which
he
credited
entirely
to
his
own
magnetism
and
charm
.
"
That
's
better
.
I
know
we
're
going
to
get
along
.
I
can
feel
it
.
You
are
going
to
be
able
to
talk
to
me
as
easily
and
truthfully
as
you
would
to
your
mother
.
And
without
any
fear
that
any
word
of
anything
you
ever
tell
me
is
going
to
reach
another
ear
,
unless
you
want
it
to
,
see
?
For
I
'm
going
to
be
your
lawyer
,
Clyde
,
if
you
'll
let
me
,
and
you
're
going
to
be
my
client
,
and
we
're
going
to
sit
down
together
to-morrow
,
or
whenever
you
say
so
,
and
you
're
going
to
tell
me
all
you
think
I
ought
to
know
,
and
I
'm
going
to
tell
you
what
I
think
I
ought
to
know
,
and
whether
I
'm
going
to
be
able
to
help
you
.
And
I
'm
going
to
prove
to
you
that
in
every
way
that
you
help
me
,
you
're
helping
yourself
,
see
?
And
I
'm
going
to
do
my
damnedest
to
get
you
out
of
this
.
Now
,
how
's
that
,
Clyde
?
"
