uch a pother and racket about his remarks as I did about
mine, upon the occasion.

Heaven! earth! sea! fire! cried I, calling in every thing to my aid but
what I should--My remarks are stolen!--what shall I do?--Mr. Commissary!
pray did I drop any remarks, as I stood besides you?--

You dropp'd a good many very singular ones; replied he--Pugh! said I,
those were but a few, not worth above six livres two sous--but these are
a large parcel--He shook his head--Monsieur Le Blanc! Madam Le
Blanc! did you see any papers of mine?--you maid of the house! run up
stairs--Francois! run up after her--

--I must have my remarks--they were the best remarks, cried I, that ever
were made--the wisest--the wittiest--What shall I do?--which way shall I
turn myself?

Sancho Panca, when he lost his ass's Furniture, did not exclaim more
bitterly.

Chapter 4.XVIII.

When the first transport was over, and the registers of the brain were
beginning to get a little out of the confusion into which this jumble of
cross accidents had cast them--it then presently occurr'd to me, that I
had left my remarks in the pocket of the chaise--and that in selling
my chaise, I had sold my remarks along with it, to the chaise-vamper. I
leave this void space that the reader may swear into it any oath that
he is most accustomed to--For my own part, if ever I swore a whole oath
into a vacancy in my life, I think it was into that--........., said
I--and so my remarks through France, which were as full of wit, as an
egg is full of meat, and as well worth four hundred guineas, as the said
egg is worth a penny--have I been selling here to a chaise-vamper--for
four Louis d'Ors--and giving him a post-chaise (by heaven) worth six
into the bargain; had it been to Dodsley, or Becket, or any creditable
bookseller, who was either leaving off business, and wanted a
post-chaise--or who was beginning it--and wanted my remarks, and two
or three guineas along with them--I could have borne it--but to a
chaise-vamper!--shew me to him this moment, Francois,--said I--The valet
de place put on his hat, and led the way--and I pull'd off mine, as I
pass'd the commissary, and followed him.

Chapter 4.XIX.

When we arrived at the chaise-vamper's house, both the house and the
shop were shut up; it was the eighth of September, the nativity of the
blessed Virgin Mary, mother of God--

--Tantarra-ra-tan-tivi--the whole world was gone out a
May-poling--frisking here--caperin