houlder, as they both stood surveying their works,--that
we have not a couple of field-pieces to mount in the gorge of that new
redoubt;--'twould secure the lines all along there, and make the attack
on that side quite complete:--get me a couple cast, Trim.

Your honour shall have them, replied Trim, before tomorrow morning.

It was the joy of Trim's heart, nor was his fertile head ever at a loss
for expedients in doing it, to supply my uncle Toby in his campaigns,
with whatever his fancy called for; had it been his last crown, he would
have sate down and hammered it into a paderero, to have prevented a
single wish in his master. The corporal had already,--what with cutting
off the ends of my uncle Toby's spouts--hacking and chiseling up
the sides of his leaden gutters,--melting down his pewter
shaving-bason,--and going at last, like Lewis the Fourteenth, on to
the top of the church, for spare ends, &c.--he had that very campaign
brought no less than eight new battering cannons, besides three
demi-culverins, into the field; my uncle Toby's demand for two more
pieces for the redoubt, had set the corporal at work again; and no
better resource offering, he had taken the two leaden weights from the
nursery window: and as the sash pullies, when the lead was gone, were of
no kind of use, he had taken them away also, to make a couple of wheels
for one of their carriages.

He had dismantled every sash-window in my uncle Toby's house long
before, in the very same way,--though not always in the same order; for
sometimes the pullies have been wanted, and not the lead,--so then he
began with the pullies,--and the pullies being picked out, then the lead
became useless,--and so the lead went to pot too.

--A great Moral might be picked handsomely out of this, but I have not
time--'tis enough to say, wherever the demolition began, 'twas equally
fatal to the sash window.

Chapter 3.XX.

The corporal had not taken his measures so badly in this stroke of
artilleryship, but that he might have kept the matter entirely to
himself, and left Susannah to have sustained the whole weight of the
attack, as she could;--true courage is not content with coming
off so.--The corporal, whether as general or comptroller of the
train,--'twas no matter,--had done that, without which, as he imagined,
the misfortune could never have happened,--at least in Susannah's
hands;--How would your honours have behaved?--He determined at once,
not to take