As Marc held desperately to the statue, Toffee took hold of his leg and pulled....
"My word!" the judge said, thoroughly scandalized. "Does he really? I'm surprised he has the nerve to try to pull a thing like that in court. And the girl? What about her? I understand she was swimming around without any clothes on."
"Well, actually, she had on a sort of shift affair. But it looked like she was naked when she was wet. At best, she's a wild citizen. Seems to regard this whole affair as a sort of picnic. I understand she broke out of her cell last night."
"Oh, dear!" the judge said. "I hope it doesn't leak out. How did she manage it?"
"No one knows," the attorney said. "The girl won't tell. The door was still locked and everything was in order. When they found her this morning she was romping around in the wardrobe and had rigged herself out in a dress from one of those burlesque strippers who were brought in."
"A pretty taste in clothes, eh?"
The attorney nodded. "When the burlesque girl saw her in it, she told her to keep it; said she looked so much better in it than she did herself, she was throwing in the sponge."
"Sponge?" the judge said. "Throwing it in where? Do you mean this stripper threw a sponge at her?"
"I was speaking figuratively," the attorney said patiently.