Sbri. How is that?
Mr. Pour. Two jabbering jades have just been accusing me of being married to both of them, and have threatened me with justice.
Sbri. This is a bad business, for in this country justice is terribly rigorous against that sort of crime.
Mr. Pour. Yes; but even if there should be information, citation, decree, and verdict obtained by surprise, default, and contumacy, I have still the alternative of a conflict of jurisdiction to gain time, and a resort to the means of nullity that will be found in the court case.
Sbri. The very terms, and it is easy to see that you are in the profession, Sir.
Mr. Pour. I? Certainly not; I am a gentleman.[14]
Sbri. But to speak as you do, you must have studied the law.
Mr. Pour. Not at all. It is only common sense which tells me that I shall always be admitted to be justified by facts, and that I could not be condemned upon a simple accusation, without witnesses, evidence, and confrontation with my adverse party.
Sbri. This is more clever still.
Mr. Pour. These words come into my head without my knowledge.