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вЄЇвБ†But вАЩtis no marvel, continued the corporalвБ†вАФseeing my uncle Toby musing upon itвБ†вАФfor Love, anвАЩ please your honour, is exactly like war, in this; that a soldier, though he has escaped three weeks complete oвАЩ Saturday night,вБ†вАФmay nevertheless be shot through his heart on Sunday morningвБ†вЄЇвБ†It happened so here, anвАЩ please your honour, with this difference onlyвБ†вАФthat it was on Sunday in the afternoon, when I fell in love all at once with a sisseraraвБ†вЄЇвБ†It burst upon me, anвАЩ please your honour, like a bombвБ†вЄЇвБ†scarce giving me time to say, вАЬGod bless me.вАЭ + 

I thought, Trim, said my uncle Toby, a man never fell in love so very suddenly. + 

Yes, anвАЩ please your honour, if he is in the way of itвБ†вЄЇвБ†replied Trim. + 

I prithee, quoth my uncle Toby, inform me how this matter happened. + 

вЄЇвБ†With all pleasure, said the corporal, making a bow. + 