The first thing Marc noticed was that Mario was not comfortable under Hotstuff's curious stare. The second was a large birthmark, roughly the shape of an eagle, on Mario's forearm.
"My word!" Marc murmured.
"Mr. Pillsworth!" the judge said. "Would you mind giving your attention to the court?"
"Oh, yes, your honor," Marc said, "I was just noticing the birthmark on Mr. Matalini's arm. Its resemblance to an eagle is remarkable."
"Birthmark?" the judge said, glancing at Mario. "What birthmark?"
"Well, judge," Marc said, "you can't see it. But with my eyes the way they are...."
"Mayfair Marvin!" Hotstuff ejaculated loudly. "Well, I'll be damned!"
"You be quiet!" the judge said. "No one asked you anything."
"But I'm telling you something!" Hotstuff said excitedly. "That guy is Mayfair Marvin with a dye job and a moustache. He's one of the hottest international jewel thieves in the racket!"
"What!" the judge said. "Isn't there anyone innocent in this court?"