They steadfastly refused to look at Diana
or at the chair. They asked few questions of the witness,
tonelessly, and did not ask any follow up or clarifying questions.
Annette gives new dimension to the act of keeping a low profile,
thought Henry. Her demeanor resembles that of a puppy that has
just been whipped for pissing on the new carpet. Jane, on the
other hand, adopts a superior mien. Her greatly elevated nose
brings her whole being into an altitude seemingly far above
the detestable situation she finds herself in.
As for Esther, well, she's a wreck. Never terribly lucid
in her thought processes, she babbles incoherently and then
apologizes when asked to repeat them. Her piggy eyes dart
from witness to her papers in a flurry of indecisiveness.
Frank Anuse is up to form though and really enjoying it.
Henry watched Frank proudly as he flung Diana a shit eatin' grin
at every opportunity and at times actually taunted her in a way
reminiscent of a town bully.
At this point in the proceedings, Anuse laughed aloud in a derisive,
taunting fashion, causing everyone on the panel to look at him
in shocked silence.
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