_--Nothing of the kind. I object on the law of evidence--a
matter on which my learned friend seems to be under a hallucination as
complete as his client's about that L. 14,000.
_Colt._--There's none ever feared
That the truth should he heard
But they whom the truth would indict.
_Saunders._--A court of justice is not the place for old songs; and new
law.
_Colt._--Really, my learned friend is the objective case incarnate. (To
Compton.--I can't keep this nonsense up for ever. Is Skinner come?) He
has a Mania for objection, and with your lordship's permission I'll buy a
couple of doctors and lock him up in an asylum as he leaves the court
this afternoon. (Laughter.)
_The judge._--A very good plan: then you'll no longer feel the weight of
his abilities. I conclude, Mr. Colt, you intend to call a witness who
will swear to the deceased person's hand-writing and that it was written
in the knowledge Death was at hand.
_Colt._--Certainly, my lord. I can call Miss Julia Dodd.
_Saunders._--That I need not take the trouble of objecting to.
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