A woman was on the witness stand, accused of poisoning her husband.
“After you put poison in the coffee, you sat at the breakfast
table and watched your husband drink it. Tell me, didn’t you
feel the slightest bit of pity for him?” the defense attorney
prompted.
“Yes,” she replied, “I think there was one moment when I felt
sorry for him.”
“And when was that?”
“When he asked for his second cup.”
