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 the bell at the bed's head for Trim) was to a grenadier, I think in Makay's regiment.

—Had my uncle Toby shot a bullet thro' my father's heart, he could not have fallen down with his nose upon the quilt more suddenly.

Bless me! said my uncle Toby.

it Makay's regiment, quoth my uncle Toby, where the poor grenadier was so unmercifully whipp'd at Bruges about the ducats.—O Christ! he was innocent! cried Trim with a deep sigh.—And he was whipp'd, may it please your honour, almost to death's