VIII
My uncle Toby and the corporal had posted down with so much heat and precipitation, to take possession of the spot of ground we have so often spoke of, in order to open their campaign as early as the rest of the allies; that they had forgot one of the most necessary articles of the whole affair; it was neither a pioneerвАЩs spade, a pickax, or a shovelвБ†вАФ
вАФIt was a bed to lie on: so that as Shandy-Hall was at that time unfurnished; and the little inn where poor Le Fever died, not yet built; my uncle Toby was constrained to accept of a bed at Mrs.¬†WadmanвАЩs, for a night or two, till corporal Trim (who to the character of an excellent valet, groom, cook, sempster, surgeon, and engineer, superadded that of an excellent upholsterer too), with the help of a carpenter and a couple of tailors, constructed one in my uncle TobyвАЩs house.
A daughter of Eve, for such was widow Wadman, and вАЩtis all the character I intend to give of herвБ†вАФ
вАФвАЬThat she was a perfect womanвБ†вАФвАЭ had better be fifty leagues offвБ†вАФor in her warm bedвБ†вАФor playing with a case-knifeвБ†вАФor anything you pleaseвБ†вАФthan make a man the object of her attention, when the house and all the furniture is her own.
There is nothing in it out of doors and in broad daylight, where a woman has a power, physically speaking, of viewing a man in more lights than oneвБ†вАФbut here, for her soul, she can see him in no light without mixing something of her own goods and chattels along with himвБ†вЄЇвБ†till by reiterated acts of such combination, he gets foisted into her inventoryвБ†вЄЇвБ†
вАФAnd then good night.
But this is not matter of System; for I have delivered that aboveвБ†вЄЇвБ†nor is it matter of BreviaryвБ†вЄЇвБ†for I make no manвАЩs creed but my ownвБ†вЄЇвБ†nor matter of FactвБ†вЄЇвБ†at least that I know of; but вАЩtis matter copulative and introductory to what follows.