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　it；　a　debility　suffered　by　all　prosecutors。
　The　defense　had　no　questions　for　either　expert；　and　at　five…fifteen　Noose　said　goodbye　to　the　jurors　with　strict　instructions　against　discussing　the　case。　They　nodded　politely　as　they　filed　from　the　courtroom。　Then　he　banged　his　gavel　and　adjourned　until　nine　in　the　morning。
　The　great　civic　duty　of　jury　service　had　grown　old　rapidly。　The　second　night　in　the　Temple　Inn　had　seen　the　telephones　removed…judge's　orders。　Some　old　magazines　donated　by　the　Clanton　library　were　circulated　and　quickly　discarded；　there　being　little　interest　among　the　group　in　The　New　Yorker；　The　Smith…sonian；　and　Architectural　Digest。
　〃Got　any　PenthousesT　Clyde　Sisco　had　whispered　to　the　bailiff　as　he　made　the　rounds。　He　said　no；　but　he'd　see　what　he　could　do。
　Confined　to　their　rooms　with　no　television；　newspapers；　or　phones；　they　did　little　but　play　cards　and　talk　about　the　trial。　A　trip　to　the　end　of　the　hall　for　ice　and　a　soft　drink　became　a　special　occasion；　something　the　roommates　planned　and　rotated。　The　boredom　descended　heavily。
　At　each　end　of　the　hall　two　soldiers　guarded　the　darkness　and　solitude；　the　stillness　interrupted　only　by　the　systematic　emergence　of　the　jurors　with　change　for　the　drink　machine。
　Sleep　came　early；　and　when　the　sentries　knocked　on　the　doors　at　6：00　A。M。；　all　the　jurors　were　awake；　some　even　dressed。　They　devoured　Thursday's　breakfast　of　pancakes　and　sausage；　and　eagerly　boarded　the　Greyhound　at　eight　for　the　trip　back　home。
　For　the　fourth　straight　day　the　rotunda　was　crowded　by　eight　o'clock。　The　spectators　had　learned　that　all　seats　were　taken　by　eight…thirty。　Prather　opened　the　door　and　the　crowd　filed　slowly　through　the　metal　detector；　past　the　careful　eyes　of　the　deputies　and　finally　into　the　courtroom；　where　the　blacks　filled　the　left　side　and　the　whites　the　right。　The　front　row　was　again　reserved　by　Hastings　for　Gwen；　Lester；　the　kids；　and　other　relatives。　Agee　and　other　council　members　sat　in　the　second　row　with　the　kinfolks　who　couldn't　fit　up　front。　Agee　was　in　charge　of　alternating　courtroom　duty　and　outside　demonstration　duty　for　the　ministers。　Personally；　he
　preferred　the　courtroom　duty；　wnere　ne　ieu　miss　the　cameras　and　reporters　which　were　so　abundant　on　the　front　lawn。　To　his　right；　across　the　aisle；　sat　the　families　and　friends　of　the　victims。　They　had　behaved　so　far。
　A　few　minutes　before　nine；　Carl　Lee　was　escorted　from　the　small　holding　room。　The　handcuffs　were　removed　by　one　of　the　many　officers　surrounding　him。　He　flashed　a　big　smile　at　his　family　and　sat　in　his　chair。　The　lawyers　took　their　places　and　the　courtroom　grew　quiet。　The　bailiff　poked　his　head　through　the　door　beside　the　jury　box；　and；　satisfied　with　whatever　he　saw；　opened　the　door　and　released　the　jurors　to　their　assigned　seats。　Mr。　Pate　was　watching　all　this　from　the　door　leading　to　chambers；　and　when　all　was　perfect；　he　stepped　forward　and　yelled：　〃All　rise　for　the　Court！〃
　Ichabod；　draped　in　his　favorite　wrinkled　and　faded　black　robe；　loped　to　the　bench　and　instructed　everyone　to　have　a　seat。　He　greeted　the　jury　and　questioned　them　about　what　happened　or　didn't　happen　since　yesterday's　adjournment。
　He　looked　at　the　lawyers。　〃Where's　Mr。　Musgrove？〃
　〃He's　running　a　bit　late；　Your　Honor。　We　are　ready　to　proceed；〃　Buckley　announced。
　〃Call　your　next　witness；〃　Noose　ordered　Buckley。
　The　pathologist　from　the　state　crime　lab　was　located　in　the　rotunda　and　entered　the　courtroom。　Normally；　he　would　have　been　much　too　busy　for　a　simple　trial　and　would　have　sent　one　of　his　underlings　to　explain　to　the　jury　precisely　what　killed　Cobb　and　Willard。　But　this　was　the　Hailey　case；　and　he　felt　pelled　to　do　the　job　himself。　It　was　actually　the　simplest　case　he　had　seen　in　a　while；　the　bodies　were　found　as　they　were　dying；　the　weapon　was　with　the　bodies；　and　there　were　enough　holes　in　the　boys　to　kill　them　a　dozen　times。　Everybody　in　the　world　knew　how　those　boys　died。　But　the　D。A。　had　insisted　on　the　most　thorough　pathological　workup；　so　the　doctor　took　the　stand　Thursday　morning　laden　with　photos　of　the　autopsies　and　multicolored　anatomy　charts。
　Earlier　in　chambers；　Jake　had　offered　to　stipulate　to　the　causes　of　death；　but　Buckley　would　have　no　part　of　it。　No　sir；　he　wanted　the　jury　to　hear　and　know　how　they　died。
　〃We　will　admit　that　they　died　by　multiple　wounds　from　bullets　fired　from　the　M…16；〃　Jake　had　stated　precisely。
　〃No；　sir。　I　have　a　right　to　prove　it；〃　Buckley　said　stubbornly。
　〃But　he's　offering　to　stipulate　to　the　causes　of　death；〃　Noose　said　incredulously。
　〃I　have　the　right　to　prove　it；〃　Buckley　hung　on。
　So　he　proved　it。　In　a　classic　case　of　prosecutorial　overkill；　Buckley　proved　it。　For　three　hours　the　pathologist　talked　about　how　many　bullets　hit　Cobb　and　how　many　hit　Willard；　and　what　each　bullet　did　upon　penetration；　and　the　ghastly　damage　thereafter。　The　anatomy　charts　were　placed　on　easels　before　the　jury；　and　the　expert　took　a　plastic；　numbered　pellet　that　represented　a　bullet；　and　moved　it　ever　so　slowly　through　the　body。　Fourteen　pellets　for　Cobb　and　eleven　for　Willard。　Buckley　would　ask　a　question；　elicit　a　response；　then　interrupt　to　belabor　a　point。
　〃Your　Honor；　we　would　be　glad　to　stipulate　as　to　the　causes　of　death；〃　Jake　announced　with　great　frustration　every　thirty　minutes。
　〃We　won't；〃　Buckley　replied　tersely；　and　moved　to　the　next　pellet。
　Jake　fell　into　his　chair；　shook　his　head；　and　looked　at　the　jurors；　those　who　were　awake。
　The　doctor　finished　at　noon　and　Noose；　tired　and　numb　with　boredom；　awarded　a　two…hour　lunch　break。　The　jurors　were　awakened　by　the　bailiff　and　led　to　the　jury　room　where　they　dined　on　barbeque　specials　on　plastic　plates；　then　struck　up　card　games。　They　were　forbidden　to　leave　the　courthouse。
　In　every　small　Southern　town　there's　a　kid　who　was　born　looking　for　the　quick　buck。　He　was　the　kid　who　at　the　age　of　five　set　up　the　first　lemonade　stand　on　his　street　and　charged　twenty…five　cents　a　cup　for　four　ounces　of　artificially　flavored　water。　He　knew　it　tasted　awful；　but　he　knew　the　adults　thought　he　was　adorable。　He　was　the　first　kid　on　the　street　to　purchase　a　lawn　mower　on　credit　at　the　Western　Auto　and　knock　on　doors　in　February　to　line　up_yard　work　for　the　summer。　He　was　the　first　kid　to　pay　for　his　own　bike；　which
　he　used　for　morning　and　afternoon　paper　routes。　He　sent　Christmas　cards　to　old　ladies　in　August。　He　sold　fruitcakes　door　to　door　in　November。　On　Saturday　mornings　when　his　friends　were　watching　cartoons；　he　was　at　the　flea　markets　at　the　courthouse　selling　roasted　peanuts　and　corn　dogs。　At　the　age　of　twelve　he　bought　his　first　certificate　of　deposit。　He　had　his　own　banker。　At　fifteen；　he　paid　cash　for　his　new　pickup　the　same　day　he　passed　his　driver's　license　exam。　He　bought　a　trailer　to　follow　the　truck　and　filled　it　with　lawn　equipment。　He　sold　T…shirts　at　high　school　football　games。　He　was　a　hustler；　a　millionaire　to　be。
　In　Clanton；　his　name　was　Hinky　Myrick；　age　sixteen。　He　waited　nervously　in　the　rotunda　until　Noose　broke　for　lunch；　then　moved　past　the　deputies　and　entered　the　courtroom。　Seating　was　so　precious　that　almost　none　of　the　spectators　left　for　lunch。　Some　would　stand；　glare　at　their　neighbors；　point　at　their　seats　and　make　sure　everybody　knew　it　was　theirs　for　the　day；　then　leave　for　the　rest　room。　But　most　of　them　sat　in　their　highly　treasured　spaces　on　the　pews；　and　suffered　through　lunch。
　Hinky　could　smell　opportunity。　He　could　sense　people　in　need。　On　Thursday；　just　as　he　had　on　Wednesday；　he　rolled　a　shopping　cart　down　the　aisle　to　the　front　of　the　courtroom。　It　was　filled　with　a　wide　assortment　of　sandwiches　and　plate　lunches　in　plastic　containers。　He　began　yelling　toward　the　far　end　of　the　rows；　then　passing　food　down　to　his　customers。　He　worked　his　way　slowly　toward　the　rear　of　the　courtroom。　He　was　a　vicious　scalper。　A　tuna　salad　on　white　bread　went　for　two　dollars；　his　cost；　eighty　cents。　A　plate　lunch　of　cold　chicken　with　a　few　peas　went　for　three　dollars；　his　cost；　a　buck　twenty…five。　A　canned　soft　drink　was　one…fifty。　But　they　gladly　paid　his　prices　and　kept　their　seats。　He　sold　out　before　he　reached　the　fourth　row　from　the　front；　and　began　taking　orders　from　the　rest　of　the　courtroom。　Hinky　was　the　man　of　the　hour。
　With　a　fistful　of　orders；　he　raced　from　the　courthouse；　across　the　lawn；　through　the　crowd　of　blacks；　across　Caffey　Street　and　into　Claude's。　He　ran　to　the　kitchen；　shoved　a　twenty…dollar　bill　at　the　cook　and　handed　him　the　orders。　He　waited　and　watched　his　watch。　The　cook　moved　slowly。　Hinky　gave　him　another　twenty。
　The　trial　ushered　a　wave　of　prosperity　Claude　naa　never　dreamed　of。　Breakfast　and　lunch　in　his　small　cafe　became　happenings　as　demand　greatly　exceeded　the　number　of　chairs　and　the　hungry　lined　the　sidewalk；　waiting　in　the　heat　and　haze　for　a　table。　After　the　lunch　recess　on　Monday；　he　had　dashed　around　Clanton　buying　every　folding　card　table　and　matching　chair　set　he　could　find。　At　lunch　the　aisles　disappeared；　forcing　his　waitresses　to　maneuver　nimbly　among　and　between　the　rows　of　people；　virtually　all　of　whom　were　black。
　The　trial　was　the　only　topic　of　conversation。　On　Wednesday；　the　position　of　the　jury　had　been　hotly　condemned。　By　Thursday；　the　talk　centered　on　the　growing　dislike　for　the　prosecutor。
　〃I　hear　tell　he　wants　to　run　for　governor。〃
　〃He　Democrat　or　Republican？〃
　〃Democrat。〃
　〃He　can't　win　without　the　black　vote；　not　in　this　state。〃
　〃Yeah；　and　he　ain't　likely　to　get　much　after　this　trial。〃
　〃I　hope　he　tries。〃
　〃He　acts　more　like　a　Republican。〃
　In　pretrial　Clanton；　the　noon　hour　began　ten　minutes　before　twelve　when　the　young；　tanned；　pretty；　coolly　dressed　secretaries　from　the　banks；　law　offices；　insurance　agencies；　and　courthouse　left　their　desks　and　took　to　the　sidewalks。　During　lunch　they　ran　errands　around　the　square。　They　went　to　the　post　office。　They　did　their　banking。　They　shopped。　Most　of　them　bought　their　food　at　the　Chinese　Deli　and　ate　on　the　park　benches　under　the　shade　trees　around　the　courthouse。　They　met　friends　and　gossiped。　At　noon　the　gazebo　in　front　of　the　courthouse　attracted　more　beautiful　women　than　the　Miss　Mississippi　pageant。　It　was　an　unwritten　rule　in　Clanton　th