Please take your seat beside me, Mr.Hawkins." The stranger blushed, fumbled his hat, and sat down bashfully in the place designated.
"Are you ready to proceed, gentlemen ?" inquired the referee over his spectacles.

"Call your first witness." Bunce, who had been fidgeting in his eagerness to tell what he knew, instantly bobbed up and asked to be sworn.
After giving his name, age, and profession, he detailed how he had prepared the papers in the original case of Hawkins _versus_ Hawkins and served them upon the defendant personally at the Astor House.
"I handed them to Mr.Hawkins myself and explained them to him.
He was dressed very much as he is now," cried Bunce.
"Do you positively identify this gentleman on your oath as the person you served with the summons and complaint ?" inquired Gottlieb as if the matter were merely one of routine.
"Absolutely!" retorted Bunce hotly.

"I could identify him anywhere by the shape of his nose.

I took especial pains to remark his appearance in case the service should ever be disputed." "Thank you.

That is all," said Gottlieb.