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XV

The fifteenth chapter is come at last; and brings nothing with it but a sad signature of вАЬHow our pleasures slip from under us in this world!вАЭ

For in talking of my digressionвБ†вЄЇвБ†I declare before heaven I have made it! What a strange creature is mortal man! said she.

вАЩTis very true, said IвБ†вЄЇвБ†but вАЩtwere better to get all these things out of our heads, and return to my uncle Toby.