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WHEN a murderer--for I named myself--is called to confront across some feet of court-room the innocent man standing trial in his stead, he needs all his nerve and a bit more to keep steady under the questioning of even a friendly and considerate counsel.
In fact, I was strangely more afraid of Mark than of District Attorney Clemens. I might, however, have spared myself there.