Page:The life and opinions of Tristram Shandy (Volume 8).pdf/109

 forwards by the edge of the flannel which kept on the dressing.

In five or six minutes I felt slightly the end of her second finger—and presently it was laid flat with the other, and she continued rubbing in that way round and round for a good while; it then came into my head, that I should fall in love—I blush'd when I saw how white a hand she had—I shall never, an' please your honour, behold another hand so white whilst I live

—Not in that place: said my uncle Toby

Though it was the most serious despair in nature to the corporal—he could not forbear smiling.