"I think he'd be as mad as a hatter at your insinuation that he would invite any of his wives, if all I hear of him is true; and what I've heard, Wolsey has told me." "He knew a thing or two about Henry," said Shakespeare.

"If you don't believe it, just read that play of mine that Beaumont and Fletcher--er--ah--thought so much of." "You came near giving your secret away that time, William," said Johnson, with a sly smile, and giving the Avonian a dig between the ribs.
"Secret! I haven't any secret," said Shakespeare, a little acridly.
"It's the truth I'm telling you.

Beaumont and Fletcher _did_ admire _Henry the Eighth_." "Thereby showing their conceit, eh ?" said Johnson.
"Oh, of course, I didn't write anything, did I ?" cried Shakespeare.
"Everybody wrote my plays but me.

I'm the only person that had no hand in Shakespeare.

It seems to me that joke is about worn out, Doctor.