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 18 THE HISTORY I could not ſtand, but tell to the grouſd, ſprained my leg, broke the baſon and ſpilt the poſſet. Law. I deſire that Mr Penman may be aſked how he knows that I wrote the verſe of which he ſpeaks : in regard he ſays they were all like ſenſeleſs ſtocks and ſtones. Judge. Lawrence, will you deny your own hand ? Law. I deny nothing, but it is your buſineſs to prove it. Cryer. Call Mr Dripping the cook. (Mr. Dripping call’d and ſworn.) Mr. Dripping tell my Lord what you know of the priſoner at the bar. Mr. Dripping. My Lord, when the ſquire my maſter was gone to be mar- ried, and I left at home to dreſs the dinner, the priſoner at the bar came into the kitchen, and at his approach, in the twinkling of an eye, I was ta- ken with a gaping, ſtretching, reach- ing, and yawning, which was follow- ed with ſo much lazy ſloth, that I was not able to proceed on my buſineſs, and for want of winding up the jack, the pig was ſcorched and burnt to a cinder, and the capons to a coal ; nay,