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My uncle Toby and the corporal had gone on separately with their operations the greatest part of the campaign, and as effectually cut off from all communication of what either the one or the other had been doing, as if they had been separated from each other by the Maes or the Sambre.
My uncle Toby, on his side, had presented himself every afternoon in his red and silver, and blue and gold alternately, and sustained an infinity of attacks in them, without knowing them to be attacksвБ†вАФand so had nothing to communicateвБ†вЄЇвБ†
The corporal, on his side, in taking Bridget, by it had gainвАЩd considerable advantagesвБ†вЄЇвБ†and consequently had much to communicateвБ†вЄЇвБ†but what were the advantagesвБ†вЄЇвБ†as well as what was the manner by which he had seizвАЩd them, required so nice an historian, that the corporal durst not venture upon it; and as sensible as he was of glory, would rather have been contented to have gone bareheaded and without laurels forever, than torture his masterвАЩs modesty for a single momentвБ†вЄЇвБ†
вЄЇвБ†Best of honest and gallant servants!вБ†вЄЇвБ†But I have apostrophizвАЩd thee, Trim! once beforeвБ†вЄЇвБ†and could I apotheosize thee also (that is to say) with good companyвБ†вЄЇвБ†I would do it without ceremony in the very next page.