Let him speak. Hush! hush!! hush!!!
(fortissimo) He’ll tell us how he came to be a judge!
Song, Judge.
When I, good friends, was called to the bar,
I’d an appetite fresh and hearty,
But I was, as many young barristers are,
An impecunious party:
I’d a swallow-tail coat of a beautiful blue—
A brief which I bought of a booby—
A couple of shirts and a collar or two,