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fresh into pipes—and send for a taylor, to have your honour's thin scarlet breeches turn'd———
—I had better take the red plush ones, quoth my uncle Toby——— They will be too clumsy—said the corporal.
CHAP. XXIX.
—Thou wilt get a brush and a little chalk to my sword—'Twill be only in your honour's way, replied Trim.
CHAP. XXX.
—But your honour's two razors shall be new set—and I will get my Montero cap furbish'd up, and put on poor lieutenant Le Fever's regimental coat, which your honour gave me to wear
