For 23 days "twelve good men and true" sat on their benches and listened. Prosecutors snarled at lawyers, lawyers snarled at prosecutors. Bulging briefcases spilled their contents on gleaming tables. People talked about German corporations, champagne parties at the Ritz, a suicide, millions of dollars' worth of stock, thousands of dollars' worth of Liberty bonds, burned bank records, conspiracy. . . . Many times the narrative became incoherent, drowned in a flood of legal monstrosities. . . . Sometimes the twelve jurors had to poke each other to fight sleep. . ....
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