His Lordship. "Well, you must not really wander from the point, it makes it almost impossible for me to follow you, and if I cannot follow you I don't know where you will be."
Counsel (glibly). "I trust it is I who will always follow your Lordship, and be led, as it were, by your Lordship."
His Lordship (obviously highly pleased). "Very true, and very aptly expressed. Pray do not let me interrupt you."
Counsel (bowing). "Your Lordship's remarks are in themselves a Commentary, and worthy of all preservation."
His Lordship (almost playfully). "Exceedingly apt. But I must refuse to be prejudiced by your clever advocacy."
Counsel. "And now we come to the touching and beautiful story of the Lord Mayor of London, the Right Worshipful" (with a rising inflexion of admiration in his voice), "who, after many years, had been knighted like Dick Whittington."
His Lordship. "What has Dick Whittington and his Cat to do with the present Lord Mayor of London and the Lion?"
Counsel. "Nothing, my Lord, save that——"
His Lordship. "Then please omit it; we have had enough of the fairy tale element in this trial without the introduction of any fresh fairy stories or nursery rhymes whatever."
Counsel (continues blandly, as if unconscious of interruption). "The Right Worshipful knew, and had always known, that one Lion was different to the others. One only, the one present in Court, was intelligent, a companion; the other three were deaf."