|C.D. Warner, et al., comp. The Library of the Worlds Best Literature.|
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.
|A Misfortune in Orthography|
|By Samuel Foote (17201777)|
|SIR LUKEA pox o your law; you make me lose sight of my story. One morning a Welsh coach-maker came with his bill to my lord, whose name was unluckily Lloyd. My lord had the man up: You are called, I think, Mr. Lloyd?At your Lordships service, my lord.What, Lloyd with an L?It was with an L indeed, my lord.Because in your part of the world I have heard that Lloyd and Floyd were synonymous, the very same names.Very often indeed, my Lord.But you always spell yours with an L?Always.That, Mr. Lloyd, is a little unlucky; for you must know I am now paying my debts alphabetically, and in four or five years you might have come in with an F; but I am afraid I can give you no hopes for your L. Ha, ha, ha!|| 1|