Says he, 'Sir, why did you eat spring lamb at eighteen pence a pound ?' 'Why did I eat spring lamb at eighteen pence a pound, my honest friend ?' said I, naturally amazed by the question.

'I like spring lamb!' This was so far convincing.

'Well, sir,' says he, 'I wish I had meant the lamb as you mean the money!' 'My good fellow,' said I, 'pray let us reason like intellectual beings.

How could that be?
It was impossible.

You HAD got the lamb, and I have NOT got the money.