Frog, the executor of his will and testament.
JOHN BULL .-- And this is your sorites, you say?
With that he snatched a good tough oaken cudgel, and began to brandish it.

Then happy was the man that was first at the door.

Crowding to get out, they tumbled down-stairs.

And it is credibly reported some of them dropped very valuable things in the hurry, which were picked up by others of the family.
"That any of these rogues," quoth John, "should imagine I am not as much concerned as they about having my affairs in a settled condition, or that I would wrong my heir for I know not what! Well, Nic., I really cannot but applaud thy diligence.

I must own this is really a pretty sort of a trick, but it sha'n't do thy business, for all that.".