The second hearing was in the last week of July and it was worse.
It was worse in a specific and horrible way: she was better. She had gone away and worked out what she thought was wrong and had come back leaner and faster and about forty per cent more aggressive, and it made no difference whatsoever. Ferris looked at his point four feet above her head. Ferris made a note about something. At one point he asked her a question about a document and it was a good question, and she answered it well, and he said, "Yes, I see," in the voice of a man who did not see and did not much mind.