It had also
given some to the Native Bear, and Wallaby, and in consequence the whole
air was laden with the odour of eucalyptus.
"Oh, dear!" said Dot, "it smells just like when I have a cold!"
"Eating eucalyptus leaves in Court is contempt of Court," cried the
Swallow and everyone echoed, "Contempt of Court! Contempt of Court! Turn
them out!"
"But they are witnesses," objected the Pelican.
"That doesn't matter!" shouted the Waterfowl, "It's a disgusting smell!
Turn them out!"
"Hurrah!" shouted the Wallaby, as it leaped off. "What luck!" laughed the
Opossum, as it cleared into the nearest tree. "I am glad," sighed the
Koala, as it slowly moved away; "that trial made my head feel empty."
"Well, there go three of the most important witnesses," grumbled the
Pelican.
"My eye, what a spree!" said the judge.
A Galah amongst the jury, wishing to be thought intelligent, enquired what
charge the Wallaby, Native Bear, and Opossum were to bear witness to.
"It is a matter of skins, included in the fur rugs clause, and the
wickedness known as 'Sport'," answered the Pelican.
Whilst the Pelican was making this explanation, the judge, who had been
longing to have his poll scratched again, sidled up to Dot, and whispered
softly, "Scratch Cockie's poll!" But, just as he was enjoying the
delicious sensation Dot's fingers produced amongst his neck feathers, as
he held his head down, the Pelican caught sight of the proceeding.
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