"Now mind ye," King Charles the Second said, like a common man, as he rode away, "if ever I come to the crown, you come to court, knock at the door, and say out bold, 'Is King Charles the Second at home ?' Tell your name, and they shall let you in, and you shall be made a lord." Now, that was very nice of Master Charley ?' 'Very nice indeed.' 'Well, as the story is, the king came to the throne; and some years after that, away went Hedger Luxellian, knocked at the king's door, and asked if King Charles the Second was in.

"No, he isn't," they said.
"Then, is Charles the Third ?" said Hedger Luxellian.

"Yes," said a young feller standing by like a common man, only he had a crown on, "my name is Charles the Third." And----' 'I really fancy that must be a mistake.

I don't recollect anything in English history about Charles the Third,' said the other in a tone of mild remonstrance.
'Oh, that's right history enough, only 'twasn't prented; he was rather a queer-tempered man, if you remember.' 'Very well; go on.' 'And, by hook or by crook, Hedger Luxellian was made a lord, and everything went on well till some time after, when he got into a most terrible row with King Charles the Fourth.
'I can't stand Charles the Fourth.

Upon my word, that's too much.' 'Why?
There was a George the Fourth, wasn't there ?' 'Certainly.' 'Well, Charleses be as common as Georges.