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Название книги: Silks
Автор(ы): Dick Francis
Жанр: Детектив
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Silks-192572.html
© Dick Francis, 2008Our thanks toMiles Bennett, barristerGuy Ladenburg, barristerDavid Whitehouse QC
PROLOGUE
March 2008‘Guilty.’I watched the foreman of the jury as he gave the verdicts. He was wearing a light-coloured tweed jacket over a blue and white striped shirt. At the start of the trial he had also regularly sported a sober striped tie but perhaps, as time had dragged on, the ultra-casual dress of the other eleven had eventually made him feel uncomfortably formal and his shirt was now open at the neck. Unlike most of them, he was grey haired and upright in his stance. Maybe that was why he had been selected as their foreman. I imagined that he was a retired schoolmaster, well used to taking charge and keeping discipline in a classroom full of unruly youth.‘Guilty,’ he said again rather nervously, but with a strong deep voice. He kept his eyes firmly on the robed and bewigged judge sitting slightly above him to his left. Not once did he look at the young man in the dock, who also sat slightly above him, but to his right. We
Название книги: Silks
Автор(ы): Dick Francis
Жанр: Детектив
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Silks-192572.html
© Dick Francis, 2008Our thanks toMiles Bennett, barristerGuy Ladenburg, barristerDavid Whitehouse QC
PROLOGUE
March 2008‘Guilty.’I watched the foreman of the jury as he gave the verdicts. He was wearing a light-coloured tweed jacket over a blue and white striped shirt. At the start of the trial he had also regularly sported a sober striped tie but perhaps, as time had dragged on, the ultra-casual dress of the other eleven had eventually made him feel uncomfortably formal and his shirt was now open at the neck. Unlike most of them, he was grey haired and upright in his stance. Maybe that was why he had been selected as their foreman. I imagined that he was a retired schoolmaster, well used to taking charge and keeping discipline in a classroom full of unruly youth.‘Guilty,’ he said again rather nervously, but with a strong deep voice. He kept his eyes firmly on the robed and bewigged judge sitting slightly above him to his left. Not once did he look at the young man in the dock, who also sat slightly above him, but to his right. We
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