Chapter the Nineteenth + 

Now there are such an infinitude of notes, tunes, cants, chants, airs, looks, and accents with which the word fiddlestick may be pronounced in all such causes as this, every one of вАЩem impressing a sense and meaning as different from the other, as dirt from cleanlinessвБ†вАФThat Casuists (for it is an affair of conscience on that score) reckon up no less than fourteen thousand in which you may do either right or wrong. + 

Mrs.¬†Wadman hit upon the fiddlestick, which summoned up all my uncle TobyвАЩs modest blood into his cheeksвБ†вАФso feeling within himself that he had somehow or other got beyond his depth, he stopped short; and without entering further either into the pains or pleasures of matrimony, he laid his hand upon his heart, and made an offer to take them as they were, and share them along with her. + 

When my uncle Toby had said this, he did not care to say it again; so casting his eye upon the Bible which Mrs.¬†Wadman had laid upon the table, he took it up; and popping, dear soul! upon a passage in it, of all others the most interesting to himвБ†вАФwhich was the siege of JerichoвБ†вАФhe set himself to read it overвБ†вАФleaving his proposal of marriage, as he had done his declaration of love, to work with her after its own way. Now it wrought neither as an astringent or a loosener; nor like opium, or bark, or mercury, or buckthorn, or any one drug which nature had bestowed upon the worldвБ†вАФin short, it workвАЩd not at all in her; and the cause of that was, that there was something working there beforeвБ†вЄЇвБ†Babbler that I am! I have anticipated what it was a dozen times; but there is fire still in the subjectвБ†вЄЇвБ†allons. + 