The Christmas Pudding

["Pomp and Circumstance"] John Henry Norton, you have been tried and have been found guilty of murder in the first degree.

It is never with pleasure that this court meets our punishment, no matter how richly How much more painful becomes the task in this season of goodwill taught men. Nevertheless, it only remains for me to ask if you have anything to say before I pass sentence upon you.

John Henry Norton, you shall be returned to the place from whence you were taken. And from there, at the time and place to be arranged, you shall be hanged by the neck until you are dead.

And may God have mercy upon your soul. Remove the prisoner. Sure. I never might have. Just remember to be in the micros was pudding. John! It's a long way between a sentence and the end of a rope, Mr. Holmes.

I'll kill you before I die! I swear! Court's adjourned. Well, what a way to begin Christmas. My Christmas began the moment that man was out of sight. And yet Mrs. Norton number six still believes in him.

Incredible isn't he? Testimordial to his charm. What's charm being the first requisite of every blue beard? What is it? Three widows, two spinsters? You're only having them on the rollers. Yes, and I would have if the star witness hadn't bolted.

Holmes, that's right he made against you. Oh, Watson, remind me to buy another A string, will you? Of course, I know it's all ridiculous, but why do you think he should indulge in such a bluff?

Well, you know the criminal mind travels in devious channels, Watson. However, don't worry, old chap, because if he sends me cyanide, I just won't take it. Well, let me play you a carol, Watson. I'm this an animal.