Criminals -- Fiction; Social problems -- Fiction; United States -- Social conditions -- 1865-1918 -- Fiction
"Your pastor preached a sermon on this case, did he not?"
"He made applications of it in an illustrative way."
"Quite edifying, of course?"
Marriott knew he had made a mistake, but the impulse to have this fling
had been irresistible. Broadwell bowed coldly.
"And all these things influenced you?"
"Yes."
"Exactly. And on them you have formed an opinion respecting the guilt
or innocence of this young man?"
Broadwell cast a hasty sidelong glance at Glassford, as if this had gone
quite far enough, but he said patiently:
"Yes."
"And it would require evidence to remove that opinion?"
"I presume it would."
"You know it would, don’t you?"
"Yes."
"We submit a challenge for cause, your Honor," said Marriott.
Glassford turned to Broadwell with an air that told how speedily he
would make an end of this business.
"You have talked with none of the witnesses, Mr. Broadwell?"
"Oh, no, sir," said Broadwell, smiling at the absurdity.
"The accounts you read were not stenographic reports of the evidence?"
"No, sir; abstracts, rather, I should say."
"Exactly. Were the conclusions you came to opinions, or mere
impressions?"
"Mere impressions I should say, your Honor."
"They are not to be dignified by the name of opinions?"
"Hardly, your Honor."
"If they were, you could lay them aside and try this case on its merits,
basing your judgment on the evidence as it is adduced, and on the law as
the court shall declare it to you?"
"Certainly, your Honor."
Glassford turned away.
"If the court," he said, "had any doubts in this matter, they would be
resolved in favor of the defendant, but the court has none. My own
knowledge of Mr. Broadwell and of his standing in the community leads me
to declare that he is the very man for such important service, and the
court feels that we are to be congratulated on having him to assist us
in trying this case. The challenge is overruled. You may take your
seat in the jury-box, Mr. Broadwell."
Glassford consulted his notes; the peremptory challenges were all
exhausted now.
"The jury will rise and be sworn," he said.
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