The council of the alliance was gathered in that court between the palaces of justice, understanding that they should have an attitude, even with the decision of the minister in the senate.
Even if they were running over each other with slippery jurisprudence, getting tangled up in procedural subtleties, bumping their heads, protected by goat or horsehair, into the walls of words, and demanding a simulacrum of justice with the serious faces that players can display.
So that was how the various lawyers in the case, two or three of whom had inherited it from their parents, who had been enriched by it, must have been.
So how could they not be?
All were then placed in a row, in a long-matted space (but in vain would you seek the Truth within it), between the red clerk's table and the silk gowns, with