Part 3: When he came out into the street again, with the overshoes in a box under his arm Walter Mitty began to wonder what the other thing was his wife had told him to get. She had told him, twice, before they set out from their house for Waterbury. In a way he hated these weekly trips to town—he was always getting something wrong. Kleenex, he thought, Squibb’s, razor blades? No. Toothpaste, toothbrush, bicarbonate, carborundum, initiative and referendum? He gave it up. But she would remember it.“Where’s the what’s-its-name?”she would ask.“Don’t tell me you forgot the what’s-its-name.” A newsboy went by shouting something about the Waterbury trial.. . .“Perhaps this will refresh your memory.”The District Attorney suddenly thrust a heavy automatic at the quiet figure on the witness stand.“Have you ever seen this before?”Walter Mitty took the gun and examined it expertly.“This is my Webley- Vickers 50.80,” he said calmly. An excited buzz ran around the courtroom. The Judge rapped for order.“You are a crack shot with any sort of firearms, I believe?”said the District Attorney, insinuatingly . “Objection!” shouted Mitty’s attorney.“We have shown that the defendant could not have fired the shot. We have shown that he wore his right arm in a sling on the night of the fourteenth of July.”Walter Mitty raised his hand briefly and the bickering attorneys were stilled.“With any known make of gun,” he said evenly, “I could have killed Gregory Fitzhurst at three hundred feet with my left hand.” Pandemonium broke loose in the courtroom. A woman’s scream rose above the bedlam and suddenly a lovely, dark-haired girl was in Walter Mitty’s arms. The District Attorney struck at her savagely. Without rising from his chair, Mitty let the man have it on the point of the chin.“You miserable cur!”. . . “Puppy biscuit,”said Walter Mitty. He stopped walking and the buildings of Waterbury rose up out of the misty courtroom and surrounded him again. A woman who was passing laughed.“He said ‘Puppy biscuit,’”she said to her companion. “That man said‘Puppy biscuit’ to himself.”