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I remember it well. The defence must have been hugging themselves; the prosecutor had shown himself to be the ace up their sleeve.

But Griffith-Jones had ‘previous’ in this regard.

At an earlier trial of another novel, he had asked whether “members of the jury would give the offending book as a Christmas present to the girls in the office, and if not, why not?”

Neville Smith, London