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least to do in it—My uncle Toby lay'd down his pipe, and my father drew his chair still closer to the table to hear the conclusion of so strange an introduction.
It has not only been a question, captain Shandy, amongst the [1]best lawyers and civilians in this land, continued Kysarcius, "Whether the mother be of kin to her child,"—but after much dispassionate enquiry and jactitation of the arguments on all sides,—it has been adjudged for the negative,—namely, "That the mother is not of kin to her child[2]." My father instantly clapp'd his hand upon my uncle Toby's mouth, under colour of whispering in his ear—the truth was, he was alarmed for Lillabullero—and having a great desire to hear moreof
