after court convened on Tuesday; and a Wentworth drew another from the defense while Calvin was questioning and challenging for cause, whenever any reason offered, a succession of many-bloods who, to his mind, had no place in any jury box.
He accepted four men, unwillingly, and later challenged two of these, peremptorily. At night, three jurors remained. So it went on, morning and afternoon, day after day, each side questioning, complaining, trying to show cause why this man and that was unfit, each seeking the men it wanted, each side maneuvering to force the other to spend its dwindling store of peremptory challenges and to save its own.
Calvin went out, after adjournment on Saturday, aware that the week had won Elmen an advantage, aware that he had been obliged to yield to Elmen the prospect of completing the jury with men of his own choosing and, perhaps, insuring a verdict favorable to Ketlar before ever a word of evidence was heard. For the State had exhausted fifteen of its twenty challenges, while Elmen held twelve of his twenty in hand.
Monday, of the second week, cost Calvin three and Elmen two more. So the State started the eighth day with two challenges in hand against ten which Elmen had reserved. At half past eleven upon that Tuesday morning, when ten jurors had been chosen, Calvin spent his last peremptory challenge to disqualify a talesman who reminded him of Gos Augarian.
Ten minutes later, a Greek restaurant owner, by name Andreapolos, qualified for the jury. He was a keen, alert, energetic man, speaking bad grammar and wearing diamonds; and Calvin, questioning him, thought of him as a duplicate of the Greek Polos who had taken over the Barlow place at Clarke's Ferry. Twice Calvin went over his questions, trying to find cause to exclude him,
