"Charles L. Harness-Probable Cause" - читать интересную книгу автора (Harness Charles L)

Edmonds, was that the junior justices would thereby not be influenced by their seniors. In this group, he
thought, nobody influences anybody. Nine sovereign independent republics.
"Mr. Edmonds?"
"Grant."
Two more votes were needed.
 "Mr. Randolph?"
*GRANT*
"Mr. Lovsky?"
"To grant."
"That's it. And now we can accept the combination to the safe. Madam Nord, will you please ask the
deputy to summon Dr. Drago?"
"Most irregular," grumbled Justice Burke.
"Possibly," admitted Pendleton. "But at least it's by stipulation of counsel. All we permit him to do is
hand me the combination in a sealed envelope. We ask him nothing, and we must silence him if he
attempts to speak. Ah, here they come."
Edmonds was mildly surprised. Drago was a tall, dignified young man with smooth, pale cheeks. He
might have been the desk clerk at the local YMCA, or a bank teller, or a deacon at Edmonds' own
church.
Drago's eyes opened a little wider as he exchanged glances with Edmonds. And then his searching
stare passed quickly around the table, next resting momentarily on Helen Nord... then Moore...
Blandford... Godwin... and finally Pendleton. His mouth opened slightly, as though he were whispering to
himself. Edmonds strained to hear. Was it, "Oh no?" He could not be sure.
Pendleton said gently, "We thank you for coming, Dr. Drago. I am Pendleton. I understand you wish
to give me the combination to the safe."
Like an automaton, Drago walked to the end of the table, and without a word handed the envelope to
the Chief Justice.
Edmonds was leaning forward intently. There was suddenly something very strange about Drago's
face. The cheeks were no longer smooth. And the man's hair... seemed bushier. And then Edmonds
knew: Drago's face and scalp were rough with goose bumps. The thought sent a chill along his own
spine. He looked rapidly around the table. No one else had noticed.
But why? And what, in this, the law's inmost, most austere sanctum, could possibly terrify any man,
be he clairvoyant or not? He watched uneasily as Helen Nord led Drago outside and closed the door
behind him. It required an effort of will to return to the business at hand.
Pendleton was dictating into the transcriber: "Frank Tyson, petitioner, v. New York. Petition for writ
of certiorari to the Court of Appeals of New York, granted, limited to the single question presented by
the petition as follows: 1. Whether the search warrant used by the State Officers in the instant case
violated the Fourth Amendment to the United States Constitution in that said warrant was not founded
upon probable cause."
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Eavesdroppers, or such as listen under walls or windows, or the eaves of a house, to hearken
after discourse, and thereupon to frame slanderous and mischievous tales, are a common
nuisance and presentable at the court-leet.
-- Blackstone, Commentaries
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Edmonds paused at the door to Godwin's office, and, as was his habit, stared across at the portrait of
Laura Godwin hanging on the opposite wall.