Lukyn!
Lukyn.
I will! Another job for you, Posket.
Mr. Posket.
[With dignity.] I beg your pardon, in the event of such a deplorable occurrence, I should not occupy my present position. Go on, sir.
Lukyn.
Horace Vale and I are prepared to stand the brunt of our misdeeds. But, Posket, there are ladies in the case.
Mr. Posket.
In the annals of the Mulberry Street Police Court such a circumstance is not unprecedented.