Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 102, January 9, 1892 by Various
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_Coun._ You are not there to ask me questions, Sir, but to answer _my_
questions to _you_. _Wit._ Well. I decline to reply. _Judge_ (_to Witness_). Now you had better be careful. If you do not answer the questions put to you, it will be within my right to send you to gaol for contempt of Court. _Coun._ Now you hear what his Lordship says, and now, once more, are you a liar, or are you not? _Wit._ (_confused_). I don't know. _Coun._ (_to Jury_). He doesn't know! I need ask nothing further! [_Sits down._ _Foreman_ (_to Judge_). May we not ask, my Lord, how you consider this case is being conducted? _Judge_. With pleasure. Gentlemen! I will repeat what I remarked to the Master quite recently. I think the only word that will describe the matter is "noble." Distinctly noble! [_Scene closes in upon despair of Witness._ NEW STYLE.--_Arrogant Witness about to leave the box, when his progress is arrested by Counsel on the other side._ _Coun._ I presume. Sir, that-- |
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