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Though my father persisted in not going on with the discourseвБ†вАФyet he could not get my uncle TobyвАЩs smoak-jack out of his headвБ†вАФpiqued as he was at first with it;вБ†вАФthere was something in the comparison at the bottom, which hit his fancy; for which purpose, resting his elbow upon the table, and reclining the right side of his head upon the palm of his handвБ†вЄЇвБ†but looking first steadfastly in the fireвБ†вЄЇвБ†he began to commune with himself, and philosophize about it: but his spirits being wore out with the fatigues of investigating new tracts, and the constant exertion of his faculties upon that variety of subjects which had taken their turn in the discourseвБ†вЄїthe idea of the smoak-jack soon turned all his ideas upside downвБ†вАФso that he fell asleep almost before he knew what he was about. + 

As for my uncle Toby, his smoak-jack had not made a dozen revolutions, before he fell asleep also.вБ†вЄЇвБ†Peace be with them both!вБ†вЄЇвБ†Dr.¬†Slop is engaged with the midwife and my mother above stairs.вБ†вЄЇвБ†Trim is busy in turning an old pair of jackboots into a couple of mortars, to be employed in the siege of Messina next summerвБ†вАФand is this instant boring the touch-holes with the point of a hot poker.вБ†вЄЇвБ†All my heroes are off my hands;вБ†вАФвАЩtis the first time I have had a moment to spareвБ†вАФand IвАЩll make use of it, and write my preface. + 