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‘
Oh
,
very
good
,
’
said
the
judge
;
‘
I
never
had
the
pleasure
of
hearing
the
gentleman
’
s
name
before
.
’
Here
Mr
.
Phunky
bowed
and
smiled
,
and
the
judge
bowed
and
smiled
too
,
and
then
Mr
.
Phunky
,
blushing
into
the
very
whites
of
his
eyes
,
tried
to
look
as
if
he
didn
’
t
know
that
everybody
was
gazing
at
him
,
a
thing
which
no
man
ever
succeeded
in
doing
yet
,
or
in
all
reasonable
probability
,
ever
will
.
‘
Go
on
,
’
said
the
judge
.
The
ushers
again
called
silence
,
and
Mr
.
Skimpin
proceeded
to
‘
open
the
case
’
;
and
the
case
appeared
to
have
very
little
inside
it
when
he
had
opened
it
,
for
he
kept
such
particulars
as
he
knew
,
completely
to
himself
,
and
sat
down
,
after
a
lapse
of
three
minutes
,
leaving
the
jury
in
precisely
the
same
advanced
stage
of
wisdom
as
they
were
in
before
.
Serjeant
Buzfuz
then
rose
with
all
the
majesty
and
dignity
which
the
grave
nature
of
the
proceedings
demanded
,
and
having
whispered
to
Dodson
,
and
conferred
briefly
with
Fogg
,
pulled
his
gown
over
his
shoulders
,
settled
his
wig
,
and
addressed
the
jury
.
Serjeant
Buzfuz
began
by
saying
,
that
never
,
in
the
whole
course
of
his
professional
experience
—
never
,
from
the
very
first
moment
of
his
applying
himself
to
the
study
and
practice
of
the
law
—
had
he
approached
a
case
with
feelings
of
such
deep
emotion
,
or
with
such
a
heavy
sense
of
the
responsibility
imposed
upon
him
—
a
responsibility
,
he
would
say
,
which
he
could
never
have
supported
,
were
he
not
buoyed
up
and
sustained
by
a
conviction
so
strong
,
that
it
amounted
to
positive
certainty
that
the
cause
of
truth
and
justice
,
or
,
in
other
words
,
the
cause
of
his
much
-
injured
and
most
oppressed
client
,
must
prevail
with
the
high
-
minded
and
intelligent
dozen
of
men
whom
he
now
saw
in
that
box
before
him
.
Counsel
usually
begin
in
this
way
,
because
it
puts
the
jury
on
the
very
best
terms
with
themselves
,
and
makes
them
think
what
sharp
fellows
they
must
be
.
A
visible
effect
was
produced
immediately
,
several
jurymen
beginning
to
take
voluminous
notes
with
the
utmost
eagerness
.
‘
You
have
heard
from
my
learned
friend
,
gentlemen
,
’
continued
Serjeant
Buzfuz
,
well
knowing
that
,
from
the
learned
friend
alluded
to
,
the
gentlemen
of
the
jury
had
heard
just
nothing
at
all
—
‘
you
have
heard
from
my
learned
friend
,
gentlemen
,
that
this
is
an
action
for
a
breach
of
promise
of
marriage
,
in
which
the
damages
are
laid
at
#
1
,
500
.
But
you
have
not
heard
from
my
learned
friend
,
inasmuch
as
it
did
not
come
within
my
learned
friend
’
s
province
to
tell
you
,
what
are
the
facts
and
circumstances
of
the
case
.
Those
facts
and
circumstances
,
gentlemen
,
you
shall
hear
detailed
by
me
,
and
proved
by
the
unimpeachable
female
whom
I
will
place
in
that
box
before
you
.
’
Here
,
Mr
.
Serjeant
Buzfuz
,
with
a
tremendous
emphasis
on
the
word
‘
box
,
’
smote
his
table
with
a
mighty
sound
,
and
glanced
at
Dodson
and
Fogg
,
who
nodded
admiration
of
the
Serjeant
,
and
indignant
defiance
of
the
defendant
.
‘
The
plaintiff
,
gentlemen
,
’
continued
Serjeant
Buzfuz
,
in
a
soft
and
melancholy
voice
,
‘
the
plaintiff
is
a
widow
;
yes
,
gentlemen
,
a
widow
.
The
late
Mr
.
Bardell
,
after
enjoying
,
for
many
years
,
the
esteem
and
confidence
of
his
sovereign
,
as
one
of
the
guardians
of
his
royal
revenues
,
glided
almost
imperceptibly
from
the
world
,
to
seek
elsewhere
for
that
repose
and
peace
which
a
custom
-
house
can
never
afford
.
’
At
this
pathetic
description
of
the
decease
of
Mr
.
Bardell
,
who
had
been
knocked
on
the
head
with
a
quart
-
pot
in
a
public
-
house
cellar
,
the
learned
serjeant
’
s
voice
faltered
,
and
he
proceeded
,
with
emotion
—
