Американская трагедия

Chapter 9

           Andatoncehenowapproachedhim,asmightanangrywasporhornet,onlypausingfirsttoaskofSwenkwherehehadbeencapturedandbywhomthengazingatClydecriticallyandausterelyasbefittedonewhorepresentedthepowerandmajestyofthelaw.

           "SoyouareClydeGriffiths,areyou?"

           "Yes,sir."

           "Well,Mr.Griffiths,mynameisOrvilleMason.IamthedistrictattorneyofthecountyinwhichBigBitternandGrassLakearesituated.Isupposeyouarefamiliarenoughwiththosetwoplacesbynow,aren’tyou?"

           Hepausedtoseetheeffectofthissardonicbitofcommentary.Yetalthoughheexpectedtoseehimwinceandquail,Clydemerelygazedathim,hisnervous,darkeyesshowingenormousstrain."No,sir,Ican’tsaythatIam."

           Forwitheachstepthroughthewoodsthusfarback,therehadbeengrowingwithinhimtheutterandunshakableconvictionthatinthefaceofwhateverseemingprooforchargesmightnowappear,hedarednottellanythinginregardtohimself,hisconnectionwithRoberta,hisvisittoBigBitternorGrassLake.Hedarednot.Forthatwouldbethesameasaconfessionofguiltinconnectionwithsomethingofwhichhewasnotreallyguilty.AndnoonemustbelieveneverSondra,ortheGriffiths,oranyofthesefinefriendsofhis,thathecouldeverhavebeenguiltyofsuchathought,even.Andyetheretheywere,allwithincall,andatanymomentmightapproachandsolearnthemeaningofhisarrest.

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