Judge. My learned friend hardly expected the night to be light, I should think. (Laughter.)
Junior. Perhaps m’lud, the learned counsel was thinking of a nightlight. (Roars of laughter.)
Q. C. Well, we’ll take it that it was a dark night. You went out for a stroll?
Witness. No, I went for a walk.
Judge. At any rate the witness was walking about.
Witness. No, my lord, I wasn’t walking a “bout.” I was walking fast. (Great Laughter.)
Q. C. You were walking fast. Now did you see anything?
Witness. I saw the prisoner.
Q. C. Well, tell us what he was doing.
Witness. He was doing nothing. (Laughter.)