VI + 

When my uncle Toby first mentioned the grenadier, my father, I said, fell down with his nose flat to the quilt, and as suddenly as if my uncle Toby had shot him; but it was not added that every other limb and member of my father instantly relapsed with his nose into the same precise attitude in which he lay first described; so that when corporal Trim left the room, and my father found himself disposed to rise off the bedвБ†вАФhe had all the little preparatory movements to run over again, before he could do it. Attitudes are nothing, madamвБ†вЄЇвАЩtis the transition from one attitude to anotherвБ†вЄЇвБ†like the preparation and resolution of the discord into harmony, which is all in all. + 

For which reason my father played the same jig over again with his toe upon the floorвБ†вЄЇвБ†pushed the chamberpot still a little farther within the valanceвБ†вАФgave a hemвБ†вАФraised himself up upon his elbowвБ†вАФand was just beginning to address himself to my uncle TobyвБ†вАФwhen recollecting the unsuccessfulness of his first effort in that attitudeвБ†вЄЇвБ†he got upon his legs, and in making the third turn across the room, he stopped short before my uncle Toby: and laying the three first fingers of his right-hand in the palm of his left, and stooping a little, he addressed himself to my uncle Toby as follows: + 