In a word, we exhausted the composition of ale, sherry, lemon-juice, nutmeg, and other good things, stranded upon the silver bottom of the tankard the huge toast, as well as the roasted orange, which had whilom floated jollily upon the brim, and rendered legible Dr.Byrom's celebrated lines engraved thereon-- God bless the King!--God bless the Faith's defender! God bless--No harm in blessing--the Pretender.
Who that Pretender is, and who that King,-- God bless us all!--is quite another thing.
I had time enough to study this effusion of the Jacobite muse, while the Justice was engaged in the somewhat tedious ceremony of taking leave.
That of Mr.Faggot was less ceremonious; but I suspect something besides empty compliment passed betwixt him and Mr.Herries; for I remarked that the latter slipped a piece of paper into the hand of the former, which might perhaps be a little atonement for the rashness with which he had burnt the warrant, and imposed no gentle hand on the respectable minion of the law by whom it was exhibited; and I observed that he made this propitiation in such a manner as to be secret from the worthy clerk's principal.
When this was arranged, the party took leave of each other with much formality on the part of Squire Foxley, amongst whose adieus the following phrase was chiefly remarkable: 'I presume you do not intend to stay long in these parts ?' 'Not for the present, Justice, you may be sure; there are good reasons to the contrary.

But I have no doubt of arranging my affairs so that we shall speedily have sport together again.' He went to wait upon the Justice to the courtyard; and, as he did so, commanded Cristal Nixon to see that I returned into my apartment.
Knowing it would be to no purpose to resist or tamper with that stubborn functionary, I obeyed in silence, and was once more a prisoner in my former quarters..