HAVING EATEN ALREADIE
Mr. WALPOLE: Tell me that story that you told me last night.
Mr. HOGARTH: I’d be happy to. Umm, how did it go again?
Mr. WALPOLE: I think it went, “I left the pub the other night…”
Mr. HOGARTH: That’s right … I left the pub the other night, richly satisfied by beer and chat, I left the pub and it was much later than Jayne, my wife, was expecting. I left the pub and headed down to my house in Leicester Fields …
Mr. Walpole interjects.
Mr. WALPOLE: Yes, that’s how it went …
Mr. HOGARTH: I arrived at home and as I’d forgotten my key, I wrapped on the door with my stick, “Jayne!!, Jayne!!” I called. “Forget my dinner! I’ve been down at the ppub and I’ve eaten four pounds of roast beef alreadie!!”
Mr. Hogarth chuckles.
Mr. WALPOLE: Well I thought it was funny the other night … I must have been drunk. Let’s talk about something else …