XXVIII + 

вЄЇвБ†And here is the MaesвБ†вАФand this is the Sambre; said the corporal, pointing with his right hand extended a little towards the map and his left upon Mrs.¬†BridgetвАЩs shoulderвБ†вЄЇвБ†but not the shoulder next himвБ†вАФand this, said he, is the town of NamurвБ†вАФand this the citadelвБ†вАФand there lay the FrenchвБ†вАФand here lay his honour and myselfвБ†вЄЇвБ†and in this cursed trench, Mrs.¬†Bridget, quoth the corporal, taking her by the hand, did he receive the wound which crushвАЩd him so miserably here.вБ†вЄЇвБ†In pronouncing which, he slightly pressвАЩd the back of her hand towards the part he felt forвБ†вЄЇвБ†and let it fall. + 

We thought, Mr.¬†Trim, it had been more in the middle,вБ†вЄЇвБ†said Mrs.¬†BridgetвБ†вЄЇвБ† + 

That would have undone us foreverвБ†вАФsaid the corporal. + 

вЄЇвБ†And left my poor mistress undone too, said Bridget. + 

The corporal made no reply to the repartee, but by giving Mrs.¬†Bridget a kiss. + 

ComeвБ†вАФcomeвБ†вАФsaid BridgetвБ†вАФholding the palm of her left hand parallel to the plane of the horizon, and sliding the fingers of the other over it, in a way which could not have been done, had there been the least wart or protuberanceвБ†вЄЇвАЩTis every syllable of it false, cried the corporal, before she had half finished the sentenceвБ†вЄЇвБ† + 

вАФI know it to be fact, said Bridget, from credible witnesses. + 

вЄїUpon my honour, said the corporal, laying his hand upon his heart and blushing, as he spoke, with honest resentmentвБ†вАФвАЩtis a story, Mrs.¬†Bridget, as false as hellвБ†вЄЇвБ†Not, said Bridget, interrupting him, that either I or my mistress care a halfpenny about it, whether вАЩtis so or noвБ†вЄїonly that when one is married, one would choose to have such a thing by one at leastвБ†вЄЇвБ† + 

It was somewhat unfortunate for Mrs.¬†Bridget, that she had begun the attack with her manual exercise; for the corporal instantly * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *. + 