a judge and jury.
―Was it you did it, Alf? says Joe. The truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help you Jimmy Johnson.
―Me? says Alf. Don’t cast your nasturtiums on my character.
―Whatever statement you make, says Joe, will be taken down in evidence against you.
―Of course an action would lie, says J. J. It implies that he is not compos mentis .
U. p. up.
― Compos your eye! says Alf, laughing. Do you know that he’s balmy? Look at his head. Do you know that some mornings he has to get his hat on with a shoehorn?
―Yes, says J. J. , but the truth of a libel is no defence to an indictment for publishing it in the eyes of the law.
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