"Sculpture is evidently not your strong point."
"Neither are ridiculous fairy tales!"
"You wish us to believe that you, a writer, are only capable of dealing with facts."
"I have not encountered any facts in this case at all yet, and I utterly fail to understand what anybody here can mean by facts after this afternoon's exhibition."
Judge (annoyed). "Tut, tut! Facts are facts: this is a Court of Justice: I am the Judge; would you, for instance, regard me, me as a fact?"
Mr. Learnéd Bore. "No, as a figure-head."
His Lordship shrieks in his highest falsetto—
"Remove this witness at once, he is flippant. Order him to stand down, or I shall commit him for contempt."
Sensation in Court. Mr. Learnéd Bore leaves the witness-box, hurriedly, and looking slightly scared.
Mr. Dreadful, K.C., wishing to cover up the faux pas as quickly as possible, rises and announces in explosive tones—