“The early closing of King’s Bench, Common Pleas, Chancery Court, and Magistrate’s Court until the break of the new year was the signal for general merrymaking among the legal houses lining Chancery Lane. He had already sent his clerk home with a hefty bonus and a bottle of brandy from his stash. Trevor had never felt inclined to celebrate the year’s cases, won or lost. He seldom triumphed at court because his clients were generally all guilty. True, their crimes were among the more petty in... English law, but English law always came down hard against miscreants who meddled with another’s property, be it land, gold bullion, a loaf of bread, or a pot of porridge. A good day for Lord Trevor was one where he wheedled a reprieve from the drop and saw his client transported to Australia instead. He knew that most Englishmen in 1810 would not consider enforced passage to the Antipodes any sort of victory. Because of this, a celebration, even for the birth of Christ, always felt vaguely hypocritical to him.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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