I smell a rat, or, A rogue in grain [graphic]

"The interior of a loft stacked with sacks, an angry countryman ferociously prods one with a pitchfork, while a handsome young woman tries to stop him, clutching his hair and arm, and attempting to trip him up. From the sack, inscribed 'Hemp Seed', project the terrified head and hands of the woman's lover; his queue indicates a military officer, along it scampers a tiny rat. Other sacks are 'Mustard Seed', 'Rape Seed', 'Turnip Seed'; a measure lies against them inscribed 'Measure for Measure'. The head and shoulders of an aged man, much amused, appear on a ladder projecting through a trap-door. A paper lies on the ground: 'I smell a Rat dead for a ducat'; others are nailed to the wall: 'Rats Pole Cats and all sorts of Vermin effectively destroyed'; and 'To be run for a Holland smock also jumping in Sacks - Grinning Match - Smoaking - '. A white owl flies under the rafters."--British Museum online catalogue