Unruffled as always, British justice, is the person of periwigged Sir Reginald Powell Croom-Johnson, peered over the rims of its half-moon spectacles and remarked with acerbity: "This is a very ordinary case." But to the ruddy-cheeked Sussex countrymen who jammed a Lewes courtroorn last week, the air seemed charged with mysterious mesmeric forces. There was, for example, the plea of plaintiff's counsel that the defendant "should not sit anywhere in sight" of his client. "You are asking," inquired Justice Croom-Johnson, "that he should not hypnotize her?" Barrister John Flowers, Queen's Counsel, replied only...
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