But, to be serious. If Sir _W. T._ be _of great worth_, If _de Cros_ either believes it himself, or would have any body else to do so, why is every word that follows, so contradictory to these? If he _deserves well_, why is he used so very ill? Does _de Cros_ understand what a man of _great worth_ means? I doubt he does not, either by himself, or by such Company, as so much good Language in all the rest of his Letter, would make us believe he keeps. Can a man of _great worth_, and that _deserves well_, be _Vain_, _Proud_, _Revengeful_, _Ungrateful to his Friend_, _False to his Master_, and impertinently _Ambitious_ in his very Retreat from all Publick Affairs? This is indeed a very worthy, and a very lively Character of a Man _of worth_. But is not such stuff as this, just a sputtering out, _Quicquid in Buccam venerit?_ Like hot Porridge, that burns his Tongue; tho 'tis pretty plain, that all his heat proceeds from the overflowing of his Gall within, and from nothing without. One would think he has very well practised the old Rule of _Calumniare fortiter_; yet he has lamentably fail'd of the consequence, _Aliquid inherebit_; for all the Dirt he endeavours to fling about, loves its own Element, and sticks close to his own Fingers. I never knew so unlucky a Gamester to throw so often, and to be always out! What, not one hit! I think the devil's in the Dice; however, lets throw again, but first we'll change Dice, and if the good Morals of this Man of great worth will not pass, let's try our luck at his Naturals. Sir _W. T._ (says my Gamester) _has been often and long employ'd_; but he himself _did not know about what_; 'twas too, _upon very important occasions_, but he did _not know why_, unless, because, as _de Cros_ tells us, _The King had an Aversion for him, and never trusted him_, how often soever he imployed him. This great Ambassador, to say the truth, is a very _Bubble_, and has as little Wit in some parts of the Letter, as Honesty in the other. Good Lord, how this silly World is apt to be gull'd! What a Cheat, and what a Jilt this common Fame is! Who would have believed that the Author of the _Observations on the _Netherlands__, and of the charming _Miscellanea_, should be such a Cully, if _de Cros_ had not made the discovery? but sure he could never be Author of those Books; doubtless he either hired some body to write them for him, or else some honest Bookseller like his own, had got the Copies, and set Sir _W. T_'s name to them. _I would to God he had been so honest to set mine in the stead._ But now we have heard the Charge, pray make room for the Evidence: Sir _W. T._ is the _proudest Man_ in the World; and what are the proofs, or the Instances? Why, _de Cros_ says it, and that's Demonstration. He is ungrateful to his Friend, and why? Because _de Cros_ knows it. He is false to his Master, and the Reason's plain, _de Cros_ pretends to believe it. He is _the most revengeful of Men_, for he calls _de Cros_ by his _own Name_.