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A Great Noble Man, that was account∣ed mad by all that came near him, but yet had a great deal of Craft withal; and one day having got a great rusty Horse-nail in his hand, he made those in the House be∣lieve he had eaten it; which that all the Phy∣sicians that were far and near were sent for, and after they had a long and serious con∣sultation together, some said it was good to send it out by way of Purgation, others said they'd dissolve it in the Body and yet should do him no hurt; and he sitting by and hearing all their discourse, told them they were all Fools and Mountebanks: For, says he, could not you have applied a Load∣stone to my Breech, and that would a drawn it out, for that attracts all Iron to it.