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"I don't doubt for a moment that you are the man this letter says

you are, Mr. Fraser," he said suavely. "But facts are stubborn

things. You were seen carrying the gun that killed Faulkner. We

can't get away from that just because you happen to have a letter

of introduction to Mr. Brandt."

"I don't want to get away from it," retorted. Fraser. "I have

explained how I got into the fight. A man doesn't stand back and

see two people, and one of them a girl, slaughtered by seven or

eight."

The lawyer's fat forefinger sawed the air. "That's how you put

it. Mind, I don't for a moment say it isn't the right way. But

what the public wants is proof. Can you give evidence to show

that Faulkner and his friends attacked Dillon and his daughter?

Have you even got them on hand here to support your statement?

Have you got a grain of evidence, apart from your bare word?"

"That letter shows--"