"A very moving story," said the Constable, and the Mayor was so affected that the Constable had to stuff a banana into his mouth to prevent him bursting into tears. "I now propose to call Sir Benjimen Brandysnap as first witness for the prosecution," said Bill. "Kindly step into the witness-box, Sir Benjimen, and relate the circumstances ensuin' on your bag bein' stole." Benjimen stepped into the box and, taking a piece of paper from his egg basket, said solemnly: "I was very busy that morning, Gentlemen of the jury, owing to the activity of the vegetables, as hereunder described: "On Tuesday morn, as it happened by chance, The parsnips stormed in a rage, Because the young carrots were singing like parrots On top of the onions' cage. "The radishes swarmed on the angry air Around with the bumble bees, While the brussels-sprouts were pulling the snouts Of all the young French peas. "The artichokes bounded up and down On top of the pumpkins' heads, And the cabbage was dancing the highland fling All over the onion beds. "So I hadn't much time, as Your Honour perceives, For watching the habits of puddin'thieves." "Tut, tut, Sir Benjimen," said Bill, "stir up your memory, sir; cast your eye over them felons in the dock, and tell the Court how you seen them steal the bag." "The fact is," said Benjimen, after studying the puddin'-thieves carefully, "as they had their backs turned to me when they were engaged in stealing the bag, I should be able to judge better if they were turned round." "Officer," said Bill to Bunyip Bluegum, "Kindly turn the felons' backs to the witness." The Possum and the Wombat objected, saying there wasn't room enough in the witness-box to turn round, so it was found necessary to twist their snouts the opposite way. "From this aspect," said Ben, "I have no hesitation in saying that those are the backs that stole the bags." "Make a note of that, Gentlemen of the jury," said Bill, and the Constable obligingly made a note of it on his banana bag. "The identity of the bag-stealers bein' now settled," went on Bill, "I shall kindly ask Sir Benjimen to step down, and call on Sir Samuel Sawnoff to ascend the witness-box." Sam stepped up cheerfully, but, as the witness-box was the wrong size for Penguins, they had to hand him a chair to stand on. "Now, Sir Samuel," said Bill, impressively, "I am about to ask you a most important leadin' question. Do you happen to notice such a thing as a Puddin' in the precinks of the Court?" Sam shaded his eyes with his flapper and, seeing the Puddin' on the bench, started back dramatically. "Do my eyes deceive me, or is yon object a Puddin'?" he cried. "Well acted," said the Mayor, and the Constable clapped loudly. "I am now about to ask you another leadin' question," said Bill. "Do you recognize that Puddin'?"