"Indignant Officer.—Who're you winkin' at?
"Prisoner.—'Nelly Bly, shuts her eye.'
"Officer.—You'd better shut your mouth.
"Judge.—What have you got to say, prisoner?
"Prisoner.—'Hear me, Norma.'
"Officer.—Well, go on, go on.
"Prisoner.—'O blame not the bard.'
"Judge.—Nobody to blame but yourself.
"Prisoner.—'Did you ever hear tell of Kate Kearney?'
"Knowing Officer.—Keeps a place in Mott street, your honor.