We rushed upon him in a body.
"Tell us, now," we said, "is there a wound on the arm of the humorist?"
"There is," replied the doctor.
"Is it true that you took a bullet out of it?"
"It is true."
"On your professional reputation?"
"On my professional reputation."
With that my friends were bound to be satisfied. No further inquiries could be made.
When, however, my two friends had withdrawn, I remained behind with the doctor, and I said to him, "My dear doctor, you have answered the question, did you take a bullet out of our friend's arm? but now answer me this question, who put that bullet in?"
"Egad! egad! egad!" growled the doctor, "you imaginative people are really sad scamps!"