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----You shall see the very place, Madam; said my uncle _Toby_.
Mrs. _Wadman_ blush'd----look'd towards the door----turn'd pale----blush'd slightly again----recover'd her natural colour----blush'd worse than ever; which, for the sake of the unlearned reader, I translate thus----
"_L--d! I cannot look at it---- What would the world say if I look'd at it? I should drop down, if I look'd at it-- I wish I could look at it---- There can be no sin in looking at it. ----I will look at it._"
Whilst all this was running through Mrs. _Wadman's_ imagination, my uncle _Toby_ had risen from the sopha, and got to the other side of the parlour door, to give _Trim_ an order about it in the passage----
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'You shall see the very place, Madam,' said my uncle Toby.
Mrs. Wadman blushed - looked towards the door - turned pale - blushed again - recovered her natural colour - blushed worse than ever; which, for the sake of the unlearned reader, I translate thus:
'L__d! I cannot look at it - What would the world say if I looked at it? I should drop down, if I looked at it - I wish I could look at it - there can be no sin in looking at it - I will look at it.'
Whilst all this was running through Mrs. Wadman's imagination, my uncle Toby had risen from the sofa, and left the parlour, to give Trim an order about it in the passage-
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