Here is one, addressed to a victim: "And you, sir, are a law student, while our farmers are in want of hands!" For my own part I won his favor under circumstances that I never shall forget.

I was in for my first examination.

We were discussing, or rather I was allowing him to lecture on, the law of wardship, and nodding my assent to his learned elucidations.

Suddenly he broke off and asked, "How many opinions have been formulated upon this subject ?" "Two, sir." "One is absurd.

Which?
Beware how you give the wrong answer!" I considered for three agonizing seconds, and hazarded a guess.