Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 102, January 9, 1892 by Various
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_Coun._ But come--surely you ought to--
_Wit._ I am not here to learn my duty from you, Sir. You don't know your subject, Sir. How long have you been called? _Coun._ I decline to reply. _Judge_ (_to Counsel_). Now you had really better be careful. I wish to treat the Bar with every respect, but if you waste any more time I shall feel strongly inclined to bring your conduct before your Benchers. _Wit._ You hear what his Lordship says. What are you going to do next? _Coun._ (_confused_). I don't know. _Wit._ (_to Jury_). He doesn't know! I needn't stay here any longer. [_"Stands" down._ _Judge_ (_to Jury_). May I ask you, Gentlemen, how you consider this case is being conducted? _Foreman of the Jury_. With pleasure, my Lord. We were all using the same word which exactly describes the situation. We consider the deportment of the Witness "noble." Distinctly noble. [_Scene closes in upon despair of Counsel._ * * * * * |
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