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. White turtleneck,
maroon jacket, black trousers."
"Gwen, because you were asleep in the bedroom, I undressed last night here
in the livingroom and hung the clothes I was wearing in that wardrobe by the
outer door, intending to move them later. Will you please open that wardrobe,
find the jacket I wore last night, and get from its left outside pocket the
'weapon' you saw me place in it?"
"But-" She shut up and, solemn-faced, did as I asked.
In a moment she returned. "This is all there was in that pocket." She
handed me the stranger's wallet.
I accepted it. "This is the weapon with which he threatened me." Then I
showed her my right forefinger, bare. "And this is the weapon I used to shoot
him when he pointed this wallet at me."
"I don't understand."
"Beloved, this is why criminologists place more faith in circumstantial
evidence than they do in the testimony of eyewitnesses. You are the ideal
eyewitness, intelligent, sincere, cooperative, and honest. You have reported a
mixture of what you did see, what you thought you saw, what you failed to notice
although it was in front of you, and what your logical mind fills in as
necessities linking what you saw and what you thought you saw. This mixture is
now all solidly in your mind as a true memory, a firsthand, eyewitness memory.
But it didn't happen."
"But, Richard, I did see-"
"You saw that poor clown killed
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