Mr. White Lush: The music might have lasted for half-an-hour?
Witness: It might, sir.
Mr. White Lush: Or for only a minute?
Witness: Yes, sir.
Mr. White Lush: When the music stopped, what occurred?
Witness: If you was to feed me on bread and water for the next twenty years I couldn’t tell you.
Mr. White Lush: Why couldn’t you tell me?
Witness: Because I don’t know whether I was standing on my ’ead or my ’eels. (Roars of laughter.)
Mr. White Lush: Nonsense, Mrs. Preedy, you do know.