place, the land of the Pharaoh.  Prima FACIE, I put it to you that there was no attempt at carnally knowing.  Intimacy did not occur and the offence complained of by Driscoll, that her virtue was solicited, was not repeated.  I would deal in especial with atavism.  There have been cases of shipwreck and somnambulism in my client’s family.  If the accused could speak he could a tale unfold—­one of the strangest that have ever been narrated between the covers of a book.  He himself, my lord, is a physical wreck from cobbler’s weak chest.  His submission is that he is of Mongolian extraction and irresponsible for his actions.  Not all there, in fact.

Bloom:  (Barefoot, PIGEONBREASTED, in LASCAR’S vest and trousers,
apologetic toes turned in, opens his tiny MOLE’S eyes and looks about him
DAZEDLY, passing A slow hand across his forehead.  Then he hitches his
belt sailor fashion and with A shrug of oriental obeisance salutes the
court, pointing one thumb heavenward.) Him makee velly muchee fine night. 
(He begins to lilt simply)

    Li li poo lil chile
    Blingee pigfoot evly night
    Payee two shilly ...

(He is howled down.)

J. J. O’MOLLOY:  (Hotly to the populace) This is a lonehand fight.  By Hades, I will not have any client of mine gagged and badgered in this fashion by a pack of curs and laughing hyenas.  The Mosaic code has superseded the law of the jungle.  I say it and I say it emphatically, without wishing for one moment to defeat the ends of justice, accused was not accessory before the act and prosecutrix has not been tampered with.  The young person was treated by defendant as if she were his very own daughter. (Bloom takes J. J. O’MOLLOY’S hand and raises it to his lips.) I shall call rebutting evidence to prove up to the hilt that the hidden hand is again at its old game.  When in doubt persecute Bloom.  My client, an innately bashful man, would be the last man in the world to do anything ungentlemanly which injured modesty could object to or cast a stone at a girl who took the wrong turning when some dastard, responsible for her condition, had worked his own sweet will on her.  He wants to go straight.  I regard him as the whitest man I know.  He is down on his luck at present owing to the mortgaging of his extensive property at Agendath Netaim in faraway Asia Minor, slides of which will now be shown. (To bloom) I suggest that you will do the handsome thing.

Bloom:  A penny in the pound.