The manifold faces of justice
“Indeed,” the Flea said after a break, “I often think: how is the Squirrel now?” he asked rhetorically. “After the trial, I never saw her again. I told you she was a successful lawyer! But I didn’t want to see her again. It would have reminded me of the nightmarish times I had lived through.
“I heard all sort of talk about her: both good and bad. Well, you can’t be in the good graces of everyone. In the same way, not even the sun can heat the entire Earth during the day…
“The good news was that she managed to win trial after trial. She was a renowned lawyer. But things changed at some point, though, and with the passing of time, the Squirrel lawyer also changed, of course. She built a house right across the road from the Court of Justice! And such a house i
