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A Gentleman lodging in a strange Inn, have∣ing store of money in his pockets, put his breeches under his bolster, when he went to bed to secure them; but the next morning (haveing gotten a pretty dose over night) he had quite forgotten where he had bestowed them; and haveing fruitlesly searched a prettie while, despairing of finding them, he called for the chamberlain, asking him if he
knew what was become of them? Sir, said the cham∣berlain, are you sure that you brought any in with you? Why, quoth the Gentleman, do you think, that I came without breeches? Sir, said he, if you are sure that you brought them with you, you had best search your pockets, and I question not but you will find them there.