Jason*

"Those men will never go unpunished unless I'm a tinkling cymbal," I told Irene, my wife's friend who visited my office just to plead on behalf of those loosed men.

"But they are your brothers, your friends for crying out loud. Why are you so heartless?"

"Maybe I wouldn't have bothered if I had my wife around but if she can be heartless on me, why wouldn't I with any one I wish to be heartless on? Judge justly, my dear."

I picked up the pair of spectacles on the table and wore it over my ...