Lame Lawyer

John Clerk was about as plain looking a man as could well be imagined. His inattention to dress was proverbial. In walking he had a considerable limp, one of his legs being
shorter than the other. Proceeding down the High Street in Edinburgh one day, from the Court of Session, he overheard a young lady saying to her companion rather loudly:

“There goes Johnny Clerk, the lame lawyer.”

Upon which he turned round, and said:

“No, madam; I may be a lame man, but I’m not a lame lawyer.“

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