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rn　Auto。　He　had　to　go　find　it。　He　planned　it。
　The　proof　would　be　clear：　premeditated；　carefully　planned；　cold…blooded　murder。
　And　then　there　was　Deputy　DeWayne　Looney。　A　fourteen…year　veteran　of　the　Sheriffs　Department。　A　family　man　…one　of　the　finest　law　enforcement　officers　he　had　ever　known。　Gunned　down　in　the　line　of　duty　by　Carl　Lee　Hailey。　His　leg　was　partially　amputated。　What　was　his　sin？　Perhaps　the　defense　would　say　it　was　accidental；　that　it　shouldn't　count。　That's　no　defense　in　Mississippi。
　There's　no　excuse；　ladies　and　gentlemen；　for　any　of　this　violence。　The　verdict　must　be　guilty。
　They　each　had　an　hour　for　their　openings；　and　the　lure　of　that　much　time　proved　irresistible　for　the　D。A。；　whose　remarks　were　being　repetitive。　He　lost　himself　twice　during　his　condemnation　of　the　insanity　ruse。　The　jurors　began　to　look　bored　and　searched　for　other　points　of　interest　around　the　courtroom。　The　artists　quit　sketching；　the　reporters　quit　writing；　and　Noose　cleaned　his　glasses　seven
　or　eight　times。　It　was　a　known　fact　that　Noose　cleaned　the　glasses　to　stay　awake　and　fight　boredom；　and　he　usually　deaned　them　throughout　the　trial。　Jake　had　seen　him　rub　them　with　a　handkerchief　or　tie　or　shirttail　while　witnesses　broke　down　and　cried　and　lawyers　screamed　and　flailed　their　arms　at　each　other。　He　didn't　miss　a　word　or　objection　or　trick；　he　was　just　bored　with　it　all；　even　a　case　of　this　magnitude。　He　never　slept　on　the　bench；　although　he　was　sorely　tempted　at　times。　Instead　he　removed　his　glasses；　held　them　upward　in　the　light；　blew　on　them；　rubbed　them　as　though　they　were　caked　with　grease；　then　remounted　them　just　north　of　the　wart。　No　more　than　five　minutes　later　they　would　be　dirty　again。　The　longer　Buckley　droned　on；　the　more　they　were　cleaned。
　Finally；　after　an　hour　and　a　half；　Buckley　shut　up　and　the　courtroom　sighed。
　〃Ten…minute　recess；〃　Noose　announced；　and　lunged　off　the　bench；　through　the　door；　past　chambers　to　the　men's　room。
　Jake　had　planned　a　brief　opening；　and　after　Buckley's　marathon；　he　decided　to　make　it　even　shorter。　Most　people　don't　like　lawyers　to　begin　with；　especially　long…winded；　tall…talking；　wordy　lawyers　who　feel　that　every　insignificant　point　must　be　repeated　at　least　three　times；　and　the　major　ones　have　to　be　hammered　and　drilled　by　constant　repetition　into　whoever　happened　to　be　listening。　Jurors　especially　dislike　lawyers　who　waste　time；　for　two　very　good　reasons。　First；　they　can't　tell　the　lawyers　to　shut　up。　They're　captives。　Outside　the　courtroom　a　person　can　curse　a　lawyer　and　shut　him　up；　but　in　the　jury　box　they　bee　trapped　and　forbidden　to　speak。　Thus；　they　must　resort　to　sleeping；　snoring；　glaring；　squirming；　checking　their　watches；　or　any　one　of　a　dozen　signals　which　boring　lawyers　never　recognize。　Second；　jurors　don't　like　long　trials。　Cut　the　crap　and　get　it　over　with。　Give　us　the　facts　and　we'll　give　you　a　verdict。
　He　explained　this　to　his　client　during　the　recess。
　〃I　agree。　Keep　it　short；〃　said　Carl　Lee。
　He　did。　Fourteen　minutes　worth　of　opening　statement；　and　the　jury　appreciated　every　word。　He　began　by　talking　about　daughters　and　how　special　they　are。　How　they　are　different　from　little　boys　and　need　special　protection。　He
　told　them　of　his　own　daughter　and　trie　special　oonu　mat　exists　between　father　and　daughter；　a　bond　that　could　not　be　explained　and　should　not　be　tampered　with。　He　admitted　admiration　for　Mr。　Buckley　and　his　alleged　ability　to　be　so　forgiving　and　passionate　to　any　drunken　pervert　who　might　rape　his　daughter。　He　was　a　big　man　indeed。　But　in　reality；　could　they；　as　jurors；　as　parents；　be　so　tender　and　trusting　and　indulging　if　their　daughter　had　been　raped…by　two　drunk；　stoned；　brutal　animals　who　tied　her　to　a　tree　and…〃
　〃Objection！〃　shouted　Buckley。
　〃Sustained；〃　Noose　shouted　back。
　He　ignored　the　shouting　and　continued　softly。　He　asked　them　to　try　to　imagine；　throughout　the　trial；　how　they　would　feel　had　it　been　their　daughter。　He　asked　them　not　to　convict　Carl　Lee　but　to　send　him　home　to　his　family。　He　didn't　mention　insanity。　They　knew　it　was　ing。
　He　finished　shortly　after　he　started；　and　left　the　jury　with　a　marked　contrast　in　the　two　styles。
　〃Is　that　all？〃　Noose　asked　in　amazement。
　Jake　nodded　as　he　sat　by　his　client。
　〃Very　well。　Mr。　Buckley；　you　may　call　your　first　witness。〃
　〃The　State　calls　Cora　Cobb。〃
　The　bailiff　went　to　the　witness　room　and　fetched　Mrs。　Cobb；　He　led　her　through　the　door　by　the　jury　box；　into　the　courtroom　where　she　was　sworn　by　Jean　Gillespie；　and　then　he　seated　her　in　the　witness　chair。
　〃Speak　into　the　microphone；〃　he　instructed。
　〃You　are　Cora　Cobb？〃　Buckley　asked　with　full　volume　as　he　situated　the　podium　near　the　railing。
　〃Yes；　sir。〃
　〃Where　do　you　live？〃
　〃Route　3；　Lake　Village；　Ford　County。〃
　〃You　are　the　mother　of　Billy　Ray　Cobb；　deceased？〃
　〃Yes；　sir；〃　she　said　as　her　eyes　watered。　She　was　a　rural　woman　whose　husband　had　left　when　the　boys　were　small。　They　had　raised　themselves　while　she　worked　two　shifts　at　a　cheap　furniture　factory　between　Karaway　and　Lake　Village。　She　lost　control　over　them　at　an　early　age。　She　was　about
　fifty；　tried　to　look　forty　with　hair　dye　and　makeup；　but　could　easily　pass　for　early　sixties。
　〃How　old　was　your　son　at　the　time　of　his　death？〃
　〃Twenty…three。〃
　〃When　did　you　last　see　him　alive？〃
　〃Just　a　few　seconds　before　he　was　kilt。〃
　〃Where　did　you　see　him？〃
　〃Here　in　this　courtroom。〃
　〃Where　was　he　killed？〃
　〃Downstairs。〃
　〃Did　you　hear　the　shots　that　killed　your　son？〃
　She　began　to　cry。　〃Yes；　sir。〃
　〃Where　did　you　last　see　him？〃
　〃At　the　funeral　home。〃
　〃And　what　was　his　condition？〃
　〃He　was　dead。〃
　〃Nothing　further；〃　Buckley　announced。
　〃Cross…examination；　Mr。　Brigance？〃
　She　was　a　harmless　witness；　called　to　establish　that　the　victim　was　indeed　dead；　and　to　evoke　a　little　sympathy。　Nothing　could　be　gained　by　cross…examination；　and　normally　she　would　have　been　left　alone。　But　Jake　saw　an　opportunity　he　couldn't　pass。　He　saw　a　chance　to　set　the　tone　for　the　trial；　to　wake　Noose　and　Buckley　and　the　jury；　to　just　get　everyone　aroused。　She　was　not　really　that　pitiful；　she　was　faking　some。　Buckley　had　probably　instructed　her　to　cry　if　possible。
　〃Just　a　few　questions；〃　Jake　said　as　he　walked　behind　Buckley　and　Musgrove　to　the　podium。　The　D。A。　was　immediately　suspicious。
　〃Mrs。　Cobb；　is　it　true　that　your　son　was　convicted　of　selling　marijuana？〃
　〃Objection！〃　Buckley　roared；　springing　to　his　feet。　〃The　criminal　record　of　the　victim　is　inadmissible！〃
　〃Sustained！〃
　〃Thank　you；　Your　Honor；〃　Jake　said　properly；　as　if　Noose　had　done　him　a　favor。
　She　wiped　her　eyes　and　cried　harder。
　〃You　say　your　son　was　twenty…three　when　he　died？〃
　〃Yes。〃
　〃In　his　twenty…three　years；　how　many　other　children　am　he　rape？〃
　〃Objection！　Objection！〃　yelled　Buckley；　waving　his　arms　and　looking　desperately　at　Noose；　who　was　yelling；　〃Sustained！　Sustained！　You're　out　of　order；　Mr。　Brigance！　You're　out　of　order！〃
　Mrs。　Cobb　burst　into　tears　and　bawled　uncontrollably　as　the　shouting　erupted。　She　managed　to　keep　the　microphone　in　her　face；　and　her　wailing　and　carrying　on　resounded　through　the　stunned　courtroom。
　〃He　should　be　admonished；　Your　Honor！〃　Buckley　demanded；　his　face　and　eyes　glowing　with　violent　anger　and　his　neck　a　deep　purple。
　〃I'll　withdraw　the　question；〃　Jake　replied　loudly　as　he　returned　to　his　seat。
　〃Cheap　shot；　Brigance；〃　Musgrove　mumbled。
　〃Please　admonish　him；〃　Buckley　begged；　〃and　instruct　the　jury　to　disregard。〃
　〃Any　redirect？〃　asked　Noose。
　〃No；〃　answered　Buckley　as　he　dashed　to　the　witness　stand　with　a　handkerchief　to　rescue　Mrs。　Cobb；　who　had　buried　her　head　in　her　hands　and　was　sobbing　and　shaking　violently。
　〃You　are　excused；　Mrs。　Cobb；〃　Noose　said。　〃Bailiff；　please　assist　the　witness。〃
　The　bailiff　lifted　her　by　the　arm；　with　Buckley's　assistance；　and　led　her　down　from　the　witness　stand；　in　front　of　the　jury　box；　through　the　railing；　down　the　center　aisle。　She　shrieked　and　whined　every　step　of　the　way；　and　her　noises　increased　as　she　neared　the　back　door　until　she　was　roaring　at　full　throttle　when　she　made　her　exit。
　Noose　glared　at　Jake　until　she　was　gone　and　the　c