"Your father gave the captain to understand that you were under age."
"Papa's memory sometimes plays tricks on him," said the maiden demurely.
"Or on others. I noticed that in the Mid & Mud Railroad investigation. You're sure you're over twenty-one?"
"Of course I'm sure."
"But can you prove it?"
"Gracious! How are such things proved? Is it necessary for me to prove it?"
"What am I to do?"
"Give me five dollars," said the judge promptly.
"I haven't five dollars with me."