A magistrate of considerable talent, dipped himself into a majestic pool of considered opinion, and, with pale disinterest, withdrew a disentangled drawing implement, which in this case was going to be used as a writing implement, and vindicated a verdict upon a considerably clean sheet of paling paper, that stated, in carefully measured statements and cluttered clauses, the decision reached by him as to the fate of the accused, who was accused of interfering with the fate of a merchant by murdering his principles, and the body and soul that lived by them, in one swift stroke of a pen, which allowed or ordered a certain accomplice, whose job it was to do the dirty work, to dispose of the disposed in a quick clean manner that left as little evidence as possible as to whose hand befell the deceased, and as to how the hand achieved this, and as to why it happened and, in this case specifically, where it happened, as it was soon discovered that the place where the body was found was not the place where the body was created, which opened up a whole new pool of suspects, and ruled out the old ones, who could never have done the deed if the place where the deed was done was not near-by, and thus a whole case of filings concerning motivations and possibilities for these near-by folks was rendered void and quite literally thrown out the window, whereupon a new set of filings were writ into existence concerning the motivations and possibilities of a new group of suspicious minds belonging to a place near to where the crime took place, and, after a few weeks in this mindset, they found their man, who now swings from a post somewhere as a warning to other potentials, and as an example of the no-holds-barred approach favoured by the authorities in these parts.
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