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What a tract of country have I run!вБ†вАФhow many degrees nearer to the warm sun am I advanced, and how many fair and goodly cities have I seen, during the time you have been reading, and reflecting, Madam, upon this story! ThereвАЩs Fontainbleau, and Sens, and Joigny, and Auxerre, and Dijon the capital of Burgundy, and Challon, and M√Ґcon the capital of the M√Ґconese, and a score more upon the road to LyonsвБ†вЄЇвБ†and now I have run them overвБ†вЄЇвБ†I might as well talk to you of so many market towns in the moon, as tell you one word about them: it will be this chapter at the least, if not both this and the next entirely lost, do what I willвБ†вЄЇвБ†

вЄЇвБ†Why, вАЩtis a strange story! Tristram.

вБ†вЄЇвБ†Alas! Madam, had it been upon some melancholy lecture of the crossвБ†вАФthe peace of meekness, or the contentment of resignationвБ†вЄЇвБ†I had not been incommoded: or had I thought of writing it upon the purer abstractions of the soul, and that food of wisdom and holiness and contemplation, upon which the spirit of man (when separated from the body) is to subsist foreverвБ†вЄЇвБ†You would have come with a better appetite from itвБ†вЄЇвБ†

вЄЇвБ†I wish I never had wrote it: but as I never blot anything outвБ†вЄЇвБ†let us use some honest means to get it out of our heads directly.

вЄЇвБ†Pray reach me my foolвАЩs capвБ†вЄЇвБ†I fear you sit upon it, MadamвБ†вЄЇвАЩtis under the cushionвБ†вЄЇвБ†IвАЩll put it onвБ†вЄЇвБ†

Bless me! you have had it upon your head this half hour.вБ†вЄЇвБ†There then let it stay, with a

Fa-ra diddle di

and a fa-ri diddle d

and a high-dumвБ†вАФdye-dum

fiddle - - - dumb - c.

And now, Madam, we may venture, I hope, a little to go on.