nd the corporal went
on with theirs.

Now, quoth the corporal, setting his left hand a-kimbo, and giving such
a flourish with his right, as just promised success--and no more--if
your honour will give me leave to lay down the plan of this attack--

--Thou wilt please me by it, Trim, said my uncle Toby, exceedingly--and
as I foresee thou must act in it as my aid de camp, here's a crown,
corporal, to begin with, to steep thy commission.

Then, an' please your honour, said the corporal (making a bow first for
his commission)--we will begin with getting your honour's laced clothes
out of the great campaign-trunk, to be well air'd, and have the blue and
gold taken up at the sleeves--and I'll put your white ramallie-wig fresh
into pipes--and send for a taylor, to have your honour's thin scarlet
breeches turn'd--

--I had better take the red plush ones, quoth my uncle Toby--They will
be too clumsy--said the corporal.

Chapter 4.LIII.

--Thou wilt get a brush and a little chalk to my sword--'Twill be only
in your honour's way, replied Trim.

Chapter 4.LIV.

--But your honour's two razors shall be new set--and I will get
my Montero cap furbish'd up, and put on poor lieutenant Le Fever's
regimental coat, which your honour gave me to wear for his sake--and as
soon as your honour is clean shaved--and has got your clean shirt
on, with your blue and gold, or your fine scarlet--sometimes one and
sometimes t'other--and every thing is ready for the attack--we'll march
up boldly, as if 'twas to the face of a bastion; and whilst your honour
engages Mrs. Wadman in the parlour, to the right--I'll attack Mrs.
Bridget in the kitchen, to the left; and having seiz'd the pass,
I'll answer for it, said the corporal, snapping his fingers over his
head--that the day is our own.

I wish I may but manage it right; said my uncle Toby--but I declare,
corporal, I had rather march up to the very edge of a trench--

--A woman is quite a different thing--said the corporal.

--I suppose so, quoth my uncle Toby.

Chapter 4.LV.

If any thing in this world, which my father said, could have provoked my
uncle Toby, during the time he was in love, it was the perverse use my
father was always making of an expression of Hilarion the hermit; who,
in speaking of his abstinence, his watchings, flagellations, and
other instrumental parts of his religion--would say--tho' with more
facetiousness than became an hermit--'That they were the mean