It begins with the camera, for the human eye is a cheat and memory irresponsible. Three men see a single scene and there are three impressions. But on the photographic plate facts are indisputable: Thus, the cadaver lay after its last agony. Thus were its hands, feet, head, clothing. This is the room in which it happened. Here was a window; there a door. It was so far from here to there. What is that shadow on the wall? Is it where a shoulder rubbed against the plaster? That streak on the floor? Was something dragged across? Here stood a table. The dishes on it were arranged in a certain way, which - who can foresee relevance? - may have some meaning later on. The fingerprints carelessly left behind on glass and crockery and wood and metal must be dusted over with a puff and powder, photographed, enlarged, indexed, compared with each of the millions of prints on file at the headquarters of the New York police and in the Federal Bureau of Investigation at Washington.
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