Finally he nudged the Major on his left.
"Excuse me," he said, "but can you tell me the name of a pagan God in four letters beginning with L?"
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MR. JUSTICE BURROWS rose from his chair in the judge's room and began to pace slowly up and down. The clock on the wall showed that the jury had been out for just over two hours. His wig was lying on the table, and without it he looked mild and singularly unimpressive. His hair was sparse and grey, and had long since left his forehead.
He had not expected the jury to be so long. The case seemed to him to be clear enough. Still, there was always a minority on these occasions, and it was only right that the twelve good men and true—though there were women now—should feel their responsibilities. His own seemed no heavier than usual. He had tri
