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A French-man, as I hear, coming late by Ludgate one night; says one of the Watch to him, Stand and come before the Constable, Begar, says he, that is very pret∣ty; I cannot stand and come before the Con∣stable too. Stand, I say, says another, and come before the Constable. At which the French-man laught heartily, saying, Begar des men be all ingenious, stand and come before de Constable; at last the Constable appears, Sir, says he, whither are you going? Begar dat's very pretty too. Mr. Constable I love you very much great deal well, cause you be so lik•• my Wife; for when I go out a door, she says, Husband whither are you going? just like you Mr. Constable. Sir says he, Whi∣ther are you going now? Begar Mr. Consta∣ble me be going there where you dare not go. Where's that? says the Constable. Why be∣gar, says he, to bed to my own Wife Mark you dat Mr. Constable: an•• st•••• laught on•• that the Constable to be rid, as he thought of such impertinency, let him go.