"In fact you cannot but
have been intimately and accurately acquainted with the personal
appearance of the gentleman who is now on his trial. Is that so?"
"I never was intimate with him."
Mr. Chaffanbrass looked up at the jury and shook his head sadly.
"I am not presuming, Lord Fawn, that you so far derogated as to be
intimate with this gentleman,--as to whom, however, I shall be able
to show by and by that he was the chosen friend of the very man under
whose mastership you now serve. I ask whether his appearance is not
familiar to you?" Lord Fawn at last said that it was. "Do you know
his height? What should you say was his height?" Lord Fawn altogether
refused to give an opinion on such a subject, but acknowledged that
he should not be surprised if he were told that Mr. Finn was over six
feet high. "In fact you consider him a tall man, my lord? There he
is, you can look at him. Is he a tall man?" Lord Fawn did look, but
wouldn't give an answer. "I'll undertake to say, my lord, that there
isn't a person in the Court at this moment, except yourself, who
wouldn't be ready to express an opinion on his oath that Mr.
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