A recent re-run of a few old episodes of Rumpole included a court appearance of a member of the Timsons, a family of south London villains who provided an income stream for Mortimer's fictional barrister. Timson's freezer was found full of antique silver by the police, who thought they had a strong case. Rumpole, aware that the owners of the haul would by then have claimed their insurance and spent it, and would therefore be unlikely to come forward and claim it, based his defence on the fact that there was no evidence that the silver was stolen. Timson was acquited.
Technically, Jacqui Smith is innocent of theft. Her appropriation of hundreds of thousands of public funds in housing expenses has been cleared by the Commons Fees Office. This grotesque and undeserved enrichment is apparently quite in line with MP's rules.
But when she next sits on the government front bench nodding her dull, porcine features in assent to some MP's point about bankers' greed, do you think it would be too much to expect even a minor frisson of guilt to run through her muddled head?