"You are sure?" Moth asked, sternly.
"Oh, dear me, yes, quite sure! The bottle bears my label, as you may see: 'Doctor Augustus Collygog, Pharmacist and Dealer in Surgical Instruments and Small Notions, Appletop, Illinois.'"
"Who procured it of you?" Moth asked.
"Who? Oh, excuse me, sir; but the secrets of the profession are sacred—sacred, sir."
At this Moth turned to the judge, but the latter, not waiting, said:
"The witness must answer the question."
"Thank you, Judge, if I must; but only on compulsion."
"Well, who was it?" Moth asked, impatiently.
"Ha! yes. Who was what?" Doctor Collygog answered, losing the thread of the examination.
"Who was it that bought the stuff of you?" Moth screamed at the top of his voice.