“Magnificent!” the friends replied;
Excepting one, who looked quite sly,
And said, “You’ll see mine, by-and-by.”
’Twas Nocket’s next door neighbour, Wright,
Who spoke those words: and all that night
Nocket slept not; spiteful and sad,
At length he formed a purpose bad:
At early dawn, without a fall
He clambered o’er the garden wall,
And of Wright’s greenhouse ope’d the door,