So all the fashion with him when he dined

Cut out their orders,—and the price cum down.

And maybe that be true, for still in town

Our council—scheming, likely, to remind

His Majesty of joys he left behind—

Sends un the very prince o’ lamprey pies

(I’ve seen un many a while in Fisher’s winder)

And so, God willing and if nothing hinder,

Some day he’ll taste again and prices rise.”

3. THE OLDEST INHABITANT HEARS
FAR OFF THE DRUMS OF DEATH