Prithee, give me some account of these matters.
JOHN BULL .-- Who could help it?
There lives not such a fellow by bread as that old Lewis Baboon: he is the most cheating, contentious rogue upon the face of the earth.

You must know, one day, as Nic.

Frog and I were over a bottle making up an old quarrel, the old fellow would needs have us drink a bottle of his champagne, and so one after another, till my friend Nic.

and I, not being used to such heady stuff, got very drunk.
Lewis all the while, either by the strength of his brain or flinching his glass, kept himself sober as a judge.

"My worthy friends," quoth Lewis, "henceforth let us live neighbourly; I am as peaceable and quiet as a lamb of my own temper, but it has been my misfortune to live among quarrelsome neighbours.