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 The Judge winced and glanced nervously into the galleries.

"Don't worry, your Honour. If you take the medicine I prescribe, amputation will not be necessary. Let me read the letter. It's brief but to the point:

"An anonymous slanderer!" snotted the Judge.

"Yet he expresses himself with vigour and accuracy, and his words ate backed by circumstantial evidence."

Butler sprang to his feet livid with rage crying:

"John Graham, you're drunk!"

"Just drunk enough to talk entertainingly to you, Judge."