What shall I do?
An antagonist starts up and presses me hard.

I enter the field, and retain these three persons to defend my cause.

My cause, which two farmers from the plough could have decided in half an hour, takes the court twenty years.

I am however at the end of my labor, and have in reward for all my toil and vexation a judgment in my favor.

But hold--a sagacious commander, in the adversary's army, has found a flaw in the proceeding.