〃Why not？ He was really sincere； not hateful； and he feels better now that it's off his chest。〃
The phone rang again。 Harry Rex snatched the receiver。 〃Jake Brigance； Attorney； Counselor； Consultant； Adviser； and Guru at Law。〃
Jake left for the restroom。 〃Jake； it's a reporter！〃 Harry Rex yelled。
〃I'm on the potty。〃
〃He's got the runs！〃 Harry Rex told the reporter。
At six…seven in Wilmington…Jake called Carla。 She was awake； reading the paper； drinking coffee。 He told her about Bud Twitty； and Mickey Mouse'； and the promise of more violence。 No； he wasn't afraid of that。 It did not bother him。 He was afraid of the jury； of the twelve who would be chosen； and their reaction to him and his client。 His only fear； at the moment； was of what the jury might do to his client。 Everything else was irrelevant。 For the first time； she did not mention ing home。 He promised to call that night。
When he hung up； he heard a motion downstairs。 Ellen had arrived； and Harry Rex was talking loudly。 She's wearing a see…through blouse with a miniskirt； thought Jake as he walked downstairs。 She was not。 Harry Rex was congratulating her on dressing like a Southern woman with all the accessories。 She was wearing a gray glen plaid suit with a V…necked jacket and short slim skirt。 The silk blouse was black； and apparently the necessary garment was underneath。 Her hair was pulled back and braided in some fashion。 Incredibly； traces of mascara； eyeliner； and lipstick were visible。 In the words of Harry Rex； she looked as much like a lawyer as a woman could look。
〃Thanks； Harry Rex；〃 she said。 〃I wish I had your taste in clothes。〃
〃You look nice； Row Ark；〃 Jake said。
〃So do you；〃 she said。 She looked at Harry Rex； but said nothing。
〃Please forgive us； Row Ark；〃 Harry Rex said。 〃We're impressed because we had no idea you owned so many types of garments。 We apologize for admiring you and we know how much this infuriates your little liberated heart。 Yes； we're sexist pigs； but you chose to e to the South。 And in the South we； as a rule； drool over well…dressed attractive females； liberated or not。〃
〃What's in the sack？〃 she said。
〃Breakfast。〃
She tore it open and unwrapped a sausage and biscuit。 〃No bagels？〃 she asked。
〃What's that？〃 asked Harry Rex。
〃Forget it。〃
Jake rubbed his hands together and tried to sound enthusiastic。 〃Well； now that we've gathered here three hours before trial； what would y'all like to do？〃
〃Let's make some margaritas；〃 said Harry Rex。
〃No！〃 said Jake。
〃It'll take the edge off。〃
〃Not me；〃 said Ellen。 〃This is business。〃
Harry Rex unwrapped a biscuit； the last of the sack。 〃What happens first today？〃
〃After the sun es up； we start the trial。 At nine； Noose will say a few words to the jurors and we start the selection process。〃
〃How long will it take？〃 asked Ellen。
〃Two or three days。 In Mississippi； we have the right to interrogate each juror individually in chambers。 That takes time。〃
〃Where do I sit and what do I do？〃
〃She certainly sounds experienced；〃 Harry Rex said to Jake。 〃Does she know where the courthouse is？〃
〃You do not sit at counsel table；〃 said Jake。 〃Just me and Carl Lee。〃
She wiped her mouth。 〃I see。 Just you and the defen…
dant sitting alone； surrounded by the forces of evil； facing death alone。〃
〃Something like that。〃
〃My father uses that tactic occasionally。〃
〃I'm glad you approve。 You'll sit behind me； next to the railing。 I'll ask Noose to allow you into chambers for the private discussions。〃
〃What about me？〃 asked Harry Rex。
〃Noose doesn't like you； Harry Rex。 He never has。 He'd have a stroke if I asked if you could go in chambers。 It'd be best if you pretended we'd never met。〃
〃Thanks。〃
〃But we do appreciate your assistance；〃 Ellen said。
〃Up yours； Ellie Mae。〃
〃And you can still drink with us；〃 she said。
〃And furnish the tequila。〃
〃There will be no more alcohol in this office；〃 Jake said。
〃Until the noon recess；〃 said Harry Rex。
〃I want you to stand behind the clerk's table； just loiter about like you always do； and take notes on the jury。 Try to match them with the notecards。 There'll probably be a hundred and twenty。〃
〃Whatever you say。〃
Daybreak brought the army out in force。 The barricades were reinstalled； and on each corner of the square soldiers clustered around the orange and white barrels blocking the street。 They were poised and anxious； watching every car intently； waiting for the enemy to attack； wanting some excitement。 Things stirred a little when a few of the vultures in their pact wagons and minivans with fancy logos on the doors appeared at seven…thirty。 The troops surrounded the vehicles and informed everyone there would be no parking around the courthouse during the trial。 The vultures disappeared down the side streets； then moments later reappeared on foot with their bulky cameras and equipment。 Some set up camp on the front steps of the courthouse； others by the back door； and another group in the rotunda outside the main door of the courtroom on the second floor。
Murphy； the janitor and only real eyewitness to the killings of Cobb and Willard； informed the press； as best he could； that the courtroom would be opened at eight； and not a minute before。 A line formed and soon circled the rotunda。
The church buses parked somewhere off the square； and the marchers were led slowly down Jackson Street by the ministers。 They carried FREE CARL LEE signs and sang 〃We Shall Overe〃 in a perfect chorus。 As they neared the square； the soldiers heard them and the radios began squawking。 Ozzie and the colonel conferred quickly； and the soldiers relaxed。 The marchers were led by Ozzie to a section of the front lawn where they milled about and waited under the watchful eyes of the Mississippi National Guard。
At eight； a metal detector was moved to the front doors of the courtroom； and a trio of heavily armed deputies began slowly searching and admitting the crowd of spectators that now filled the rotunda and trailed off into the halls。 Inside the courtroom； Prather directed traffic； seating people on the long pews on one side of the aisle while reserving the other side for the jurors。 The front pew was reserved for the family； and the second row was filled with courtroom artists who immediately began sketching the bench and the bar and the portraits of Confederate heroes。
The Klan felt obligated to make its presence known on opening day； especially to the prospective jurors as they arrived。 Two dozen Kluxers in full parade dress walked quietly onto Washington Street。 They were immediately stopped and surrounded by soldiers。 The potbellied colonel swaggered across the street and for the first time in his life came face to face with a white…robed and white…hooded Ku Klux Klansman； who happened to be a foot taller。 He then noticed the cameras； which had gravitated to this confrontation； and the bully in him vanished。 His usual bark and growl was instantly replaced by a high…pitched； nervous； trembling stutter that was inprehensible even to himself。
Ozzie arrived and saved him。 〃Good mornin'； fellas；〃 he said coolly as he stepped beside the faltering colonel。 〃We've got you surrounded； and we've got you outnumbered。 We also know we can't keep you from being here。〃
〃That's right；〃 said the leader。
〃If you'll just follow me and do as I say； we won't have any trouble。〃
They followed Ozzie and the colonel to a small area on the front lawn； where it was explained that this was their turf for the trial。 Stay there and stay quiet； and the colonel would personally keep the troops off them。 They agreed。
As expected； the sight of the white robes aroused the blacks who were some two hundred feet away。 They began shouting： 〃Free Carl Lee！ Free Carl Lee！ Free Carl Lee！〃
The Klansmen shook their fists and shouted back：
〃Fry Carl Lee！〃
〃Fry Carl Lee！〃
〃Fry Carl Lee！〃
Two rows of troops lined the main sidewalk that divided the lawn and led to the front steps。 Another row stood between the sidewalk and the Klansmen； and one between the sidewalk and the blacks。
As the jurors began arriving； they walked briskly through the rows of soldiers。 They clutched their sum