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A Bold Cavalier passing by Ludgate in Olivers time, one night was examined by the Constable and watch, what he was? He told them he was a man. Who d'ye serve? says the Constable. I serve, says he, the King. So as they were sending him to Prison, he told them he serv'd his Highness the Lord Protector. O, I cry your mercy,
says the Constable, why did you not say so be∣fore? Because, says he, I thought you had l••••'d the King better than my Lord Protector: if you don't, says he, I am sure you ought to do't; and so whipt out at the Wicket and ran away; or else, they had had him to Bridewell and there whipt him.