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politely taken out of court, under the escort of Mr Jackson, without
further parley.
'Nathaniel Winkle!' said Mr Skimpin.
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Here!' replied a feeble voice. Mr Winkle entered the witness- box, and
having been duly sworn, bowed to the judge with considerable
deference.
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Don't look at me, Sir,' said the judge sharply, in acknowledgment of
the salute; 'look at the jury.'
Mr Winkle obeyed the mandate, and looked at the place where he
thought it most probable the jury might be; for seeing anything in his
then state of intellectual complication was wholly out of the question.
Mr Winkle was then examined by Mr Skimpin, who, being a promising
young man of two or three-and-forty, was of course anxious to confuse
a witness who was notoriously predisposed in favour of the other side,
as much as he could.
'Now, Sir,' said Mr Skimpin, 'have the goodness to let his Lordship
know what your name is, will you?' and Mr Skimpin inclined his head
on one side to listen with great sharpness to the answer, and glanced
at the jury meanwhile, as if to imply that he rather expected Mr
Winkle's natural taste for perjury would induce him to give some
name which did not belong to him.
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Winkle,' replied the witness.
What's your Christian name, Sir?' angrily inquired the little judge.
Nathaniel, Sir.'
Daniel - any other name?'
Nathaniel, sir - my Lord, I mean.'
Nathaniel Daniel, or Daniel Nathaniel?'
No, my Lord, only Nathaniel - not Daniel at all.'
What did you tell me it was Daniel for, then, sir?' inquired the judge.
I didn't, my Lord,' replied Mr Winkle.
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