Woebegone, hang-dog shame is what he felt. His shoulders slumped and his head drooped momentarily. He’d been caught then accused. Now, he’d been charged with a lifetime of deceit. He had a choice and could have answered honestly but he did it again anyway.
He was compulsive.
He looked the Judge in the eye – denied everything.
The one honest thing he had learned during his life was that no one believed a liar anyhow.
Plus, the burden of proof lies with the Court.
They found him, “Guilty as charged.”
The Trefoil Muse 
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