From the Judge’s Final Instructions to the Jury:
...“Pinky,” my head of chambers used to say to me…that’s what they called me in those days, you see—Pinky I mean—on account of my unfailingly rubicund complexion, which you will note I preserve unblemished to this day despite the ponderous burden of my more than three score and ten years…“Pinky, old fellow…
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