She drew him over her knee, and then, for the education and edification of the court, went through the task of enthusiastically spanking a purely imaginary small boy.
The pantomime was most convincing, and provoked roars of laughter that completely drowned the shrill pipe of the policeman fiercely demanding order; when the noise had subsided Gable, flushed with excitement and with dancing eyes and jigging limbs, cried out 'Oh, crickey!' with such gusto that the laughter broke loose again in defiance of all restraint, and was maintained until the chairman of the bench, himself almost apoplectic from his efforts to swallow his mirth, arose and talked of clearing the court; then the crowd, fearful of missing the fun to come, quietened in a few seconds and the case was resumed.
'You thrashed the young rip, Mrs.Cox,' said the lawyer.

'You did well.

A pity you did not serve them all alike and save us the folly of this most ridiculous case.' 'I did grab another,' said the witness, 'an' I--' Mrs.Cox repeated her eloquent pantomime.
'Oh, crickey!' cried Gable.

'Oh, I say, here's a lark!' 'Silence in court,' squealed the asthmatical policeman.
'Excellent,' said the lawyer.

'And so, madam, you drove off this desperate and bloodthirsty gang by simply slapping them all round ?' 'Yes, after I'd been assaulted with a goat,' cried the witness, flushing with a recollection of her wrongs and shaking a formidable fist at the prisoners.