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вАЬвБ†вАФWhat prodigious armies you had in Flanders!вАЭвБ†вЄЇвБ†
Brother Toby, replied my father, taking his wig from off his head with his right hand, and with his left pulling out a striped India handkerchief from his right coat pocket, in order to rub his head, as he argued the point with my uncle Toby.вБ†вЄЇвБ†
вЄЇвБ†Now, in this I think my father was much to blame; and I will give you my reasons for it.
Matters of no more seeming consequence in themselves than, вАЬWhether my father should have taken off his wig with his right hand or with his left,вАЭвБ†вЄЇвБ†have divided the greatest kingdoms, and made the crowns of the monarchs who governed them, to totter upon their heads.вБ†вЄЇвБ†But need I tell you, Sir, that the circumstances with which everything in this world is begirt, give everything in this world its size and shape!вБ†вАФand by tightening it, or relaxing it, this way or that, make the thing to be, what it isвБ†вАФgreatвБ†вАФlittleвБ†вАФgoodвБ†вАФbadвБ†вАФindifferent or not indifferent, just as the case happens?
As my fatherвАЩs India handkerchief was in his right coat pocket, he should by no means have suffered his right hand to have got engaged: on the contrary, instead of taking off his wig with it, as he did, he ought to have committed that entirely to the left; and then, when the natural exigency my father was under of rubbing his head, called out for his handkerchief, he would have had nothing in the world to have done, but to have put his right hand into his right coat pocket and taken it out;вБ†вЄЇвБ†which he might have done without any violence, or the least ungraceful twist in any one tendon or muscle of his whole body.
In this case, (unless, indeed, my father had been resolved to make a fool of himself by holding the wig stiff in his left handвБ†вЄЇвБ†or by making some nonsensical angle or other at his elbow-joint, or armpit)вБ†вАФhis whole attitude had been easyвБ†вАФnaturalвБ†вАФunforced: Reynolds himself, as great and gracefully as he paints, might have painted him as he sat.
Now as my father managed this matter,вБ†вАФconsider what a devil of a figure my father made of himself.
In the latter end of Queen AnneвАЩs reign, and in the beginning of the reign of King George the firstвБ†вАФвАЬCoat pockets were cut very low down in the skirt.вАЭвБ†вАФI need say no moreвБ†вАФthe father of mischief, had he been hammering at it a month, could not have contrived a worse fashion for one in my fatherвАЩs situation.