KING ALFRED AND THE CAKES. 9

I'll take—and not suffer from any
Such feelings as shame or regret.
The alum and ground bones within it,
Are cramm’d so remarkably tight,
That really, instead of a sin, it
Is serving the baker quite right.
Then, Oh! may such villainous ruffi’ns
Be all, at the Bailey, had up;
And, on their own poisonous muffins,
Be forced to dine, breakfast, and sup.

[Enter ALFRED, briskly, wiping his lips, and re-arranging

his apron for business.
Ar. Ill make that Cheshire Cheese my favourite haunt——
[ Seetng GUTHRUM.

A customer! (Politely.) What did you please to want?
Mr. and Mrs. Smith are out to tea.—

GUTH. (Starting.) That voice!

ALF. (Starting.) No!

GuTH. Yes!

ALF. "Tis!

GuTH. Tis n't!

ALF. Can it be?
Villain !