When night fell, he crept into the town of Tottenham. Kneebone, Mrs. —'Why, hang every bailiff that sets a foot in your territories, and you're safe,' says I. "The shoulder-clappers!" added a lady, who, in her anxiety to join the party, had unintentionally substituted her husband's nether habiliments for her own petticoats. A constant attendant at court, he had the mortification to see every one promoted but himself, and thus bewails his ill-luck. "I shall go back and finish my supper," said Mrs.
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