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Then
shaking
Clyde
briskly
by
the
shoulders
and
slapping
him
on
the
back
,
he
strode
out
,
actually
thinking
to
himself
:
"
But
do
I
really
believe
that
this
fellow
is
as
innocent
as
he
says
?
Would
it
be
possible
for
a
fellow
to
strike
a
girl
like
that
and
not
know
that
he
was
doing
it
intentionally
?
And
then
swimming
away
afterwards
,
because
,
as
he
says
,
if
he
went
near
her
he
thought
he
might
drown
too
.
Bad
.
Bad
!
What
twelve
men
are
going
to
believe
that
?
And
that
bag
,
those
two
hats
,
that
missing
suit
!
And
yet
he
swears
he
did
n't
intentionally
strike
her
But
what
about
all
that
planning
--
the
intent
--
which
is
just
as
bad
in
the
eyes
of
the
law
.
Is
he
telling
the
truth
or
is
he
lying
even
now
--
perhaps
trying
to
deceive
himself
as
well
as
me
?
And
that
camera
--
we
ought
to
get
hold
of
that
before
Mason
finds
it
and
introduces
it
.
And
that
suit
.
I
ought
to
find
that
and
mention
it
,
maybe
,
so
as
to
offset
the
look
of
its
being
hidden
--
say
that
we
had
it
all
the
time
--
send
it
to
Lycurgus
to
be
cleaned
.
But
no
,
no
--
wait
a
minute
--
I
must
think
about
that
.
"
And
so
on
,
point
by
point
,
while
deciding
wearily
that
perhaps
it
would
be
better
not
to
attempt
to
use
Clyde
's
story
at
all
,
but
rather
to
concoct
some
other
story
--
this
one
changed
or
modified
in
some
way
which
would
make
it
appear
less
cruel
or
legally
murderous
.
Mr.
Reuben
Jephson
was
decidedly
different
from
Belknap
,
Catchuman
,
Mason
,
Smillie
--
in
fact
any
one
,
thus
far
,
who
had
seen
Clyde
or
become
legally
interested
in
this
case
.
He
was
young
,
tall
,
thin
,
rugged
,
brown
,
cool
but
not
cold
spiritually
,
and
with
a
will
and
a
determination
of
the
tensile
strength
of
steel
.
And
with
a
mental
and
legal
equipment
which
for
shrewdness
and
self-interest
was
not
unlike
that
of
a
lynx
or
a
ferret
.
Those
shrewd
,
steel
,
very
light
blue
eyes
in
his
brown
face
.
The
force
and
curiosity
of
the
long
nose
.
The
strength
of
the
hands
and
the
body
.
He
had
lost
no
time
,
as
soon
as
he
discovered
there
was
a
possibility
of
their
(
Belknap
&
Jephson
)
taking
over
the
defense
of
Clyde
,
in
going
over
the
minutes
of
the
coroner
's
inquest
as
well
as
the
doctors
'
reports
and
the
letters
of
Roberta
and
Sondra
.
And
now
being
faced
by
Belknap
who
was
explaining
that
Clyde
did
now
actually
admit
to
having
plotted
to
kill
Roberta
,
although
not
having
actually
done
so
,
since
at
the
fatal
moment
,
some
cataleptic
state
of
mind
or
remorse
had
intervened
and
caused
him
to
unintentionally
strike
her
--
he
merely
stared
without
the
shadow
of
a
smile
or
comment
of
any
kind
.
"
But
he
was
n't
in
such
a
state
when
he
went
out
there
with
her
,
though
?
"
"
No
.
"
"
Nor
when
he
swam
away
afterwards
?
"
"
No
.
"
"
Nor
when
he
went
through
those
woods
,
or
changed
to
another
suit
and
hat
,
or
hid
that
tripod
?
"
"
No
.
