A Poor Laugh


CURRAN was just rising to cross-examine a witness before a judge who was

familiar with the dry-as-dust black-letter law books, but could never

comprehend a jest, when the witness began to laugh before the learned

counsel had asked him a question. What are you laughing at, friend,

said Curran, what are you laughing at? Let me tell you that a laugh

without a joke is like--is like----Like what, Mr. Curran, asked the

judge, imagining he was at fault. Just exactly, my lord, like a

contingent remainder without any particular estate to support it.



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