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Wadman affects my brother Toby—and my brother Toby contrariwise affects Mrs. Wadman, and no obstacle in nature to forbid the music striking up this very night, yet will I answer for it, that this self-same tune will not be play'd this twelvemonth.
We have taken our measures badly, quoth my uncle Toby, looking up interrogatively in Trim's face.
I would lay my Montero cap, said Trim———Now Trim's Montero-cap, as I once told you, was his constant wager; and having furbish'd it up that very night, in order to go upon the attack—it made the odds look more considerable———I would lay, an' please your honour, my Montero-cap to a shilling—was
