VIII
It is about an hour and a halfвАЩs tolerable good reading since my uncle Toby rung the bell, when Obadiah was ordered to saddle a horse, and go for Dr.¬†Slop, the man-midwife;вБ†вАФso that no one can say, with reason, that I have not allowed Obadiah time enough, poetically speaking, and considering the emergency too, both to go and come;вБ†вЄЇвБ†though, morally and truly speaking, the man perhaps has scarce had time to get on his boots.
If the hypercritick will go upon this; and is resolved after all to take a pendulum, and measure the true distance betwixt the ringing of the bell, and the rap at the door;вБ†вАФand, after finding it to be no more than two minutes, thirteen seconds, and three fifths,вБ†вАФshould take upon him to insult over me for such a breach in the unity, or rather probability of time;вБ†вАФI would remind him, that the idea of duration, and of its simple modes, is got merely from the train and succession of our ideas,вБ†вЄЇвБ†and is the true scholastic pendulum,вБ†вЄЇвБ†and by which, as a scholar, I will be tried in this matter,вБ†вАФabjuring and detesting the jurisdiction of all other pendulums whatever.
I would therefore desire him to consider that it is but poor eight miles from Shandy-Hall to Dr.¬†Slop, the man-midwifeвАЩs house;вБ†вАФand that whilst Obadiah has been going those said miles and back, I have brought my uncle Toby from Namur, quite across all Flanders, into England:вБ†вАФThat I have had him ill upon my hands near four years;вБ†вАФand have since travelled him and Corporal Trim in a chariot-and-four, a journey of near two hundred miles down into Yorkshire,вБ†вЄЇвБ†all which put together, must have prepared the readerвАЩs imagination for the entrance of Dr.¬†Slop upon the stage,вБ†вАФas much, at least (I hope) as a dance, a song, or a concerto between the acts.
If my hypercritick is intractable, alleging, that two minutes and thirteen seconds are no more than two minutes and thirteen seconds,вБ†вАФwhen I have said all I can about them; and that this plea, though it might save me dramatically, will damn me biographically, rendering my book from this very moment, a professed Romance, which, before, was a book apocryphal:вБ†вЄЇвБ†If I am thus pressedвБ†вАФI then put an end to the whole objection and controversy about it all at once,вБ†вЄЇвБ†by acquainting him, that Obadiah had not got above threescore yards from the stable-yard before he met with Dr.¬†Slop;вБ†вАФand indeed he gave a dirty proof that he had met with him, and was within an ace of giving a tragical one too.
Imagine to yourself;вБ†вАФbut this had better begin a new chapter.