And the book further says, in a humorously sarcastic mood, "There was a Popish priest called Littleton among them; but having a great deal of the Jesuit he contrived a most excellent disguise, for he put on a blue apron, went behind an apothecary's counter, and passed for an assistant or journeyman to the apothecary, and so took an opportunity of getting off."

They can only come in the train that reaches Littleton at six.

Thus he made vinegar-barrels all day, and read Coke on Littleton on Blackstone at night.