XVI + 

When my uncle Toby and the corporal had marched down to the bottom of the avenue, they recollected their business lay the other way; so they faced about and marched up straight to Mrs.¬†WadmanвАЩs door. + 

I warrant your honour; said the corporal, touching his Montero-cap with his hand, as he passed him in order to give a knock at the doorвБ†вЄЇвБ†My uncle Toby, contrary to his invariable way of treating his faithful servant, said nothing good or bad: the truth was, he had not altogether marshalвАЩd his ideas; he wishвАЩd for another conference, and as the corporal was mounting up the three steps before the doorвБ†вАФhe hemвАЩd twiceвБ†вАФa portion of my uncle TobyвАЩs most modest spirits fled, at each expulsion, towards the corporal; he stood with the rapper of the door suspended for a full minute in his hand, he scarce knew why. Bridget stood perdue within, with her finger and her thumb upon the latch, benumbвАЩd with expectation; and Mrs.¬†Wadman, with an eye ready to be deflowered again, sat breathless behind the window-curtain of her bedchamber, watching their approach. + 

Trim! said my uncle TobyвБ†вЄЇвБ†but as he articulated the word, the minute expired, and Trim let fall the rapper. + 

My uncle Toby perceiving that all hopes of a conference were knockвАЩd on the head by itвБ†вЄїwhistled Lillabullero. + 