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—The accusing spirit which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blush'd as he gave it in;—and the recording angel as he wrote it down, dropp'd a tear upon the word, and blotted it out for ever.
CHAP. IX.
——— My uncle Toby went to his bureau,—put his purse into his breeches pocket, and having ordered the corporal to go early in the morning for a physician,—he went to bed, and fell asleep.
CHAP.
