The corporal made the bow of unfeigned conviction; and went on.
Now the King of _Bohemia_ with his queen and courtiers _happening_ one fine summer's evening to walk out ----Aye! there the word _happening_ is right, _Trim_, cried my uncle _Toby_; for the King of _Bohemia_ and his queen might have walk'd out or let it alone: ----'twas a matter of contingency, which might happen, or not, just as chance ordered it.
King _William_ was of an opinion, an' please your honour, quoth _Trim_, that everything was predestined for us in this world; insomuch, that he would often say to his soldiers, that "every ball had its billet." He was a great man, said my uncle _Toby_ ----And I believe, continued _Trim_, to this day, that the shot which disabled me at the battle of _Landen_, was pointed at my knee for no other purpose, but to take me out of his service, and place me in your honour's, where I should be taken so much better care of in my old age ----It shall never, _Trim_, be construed otherwise, said my uncle _Toby_.
The heart, both of the master and the man, were alike subject to sudden overflowings; ----a short silence ensued.
Besides, said the corporal, resuming the discourse--but in a gayer accent----if it had not been for that single shot, I had never, an' please your honour, been in love------
So, thou wast once in love, _Trim!_ said my uncle _Toby_, smiling----

The corporal made the bow of conviction; and went on.
'Now the King of Bohemia with his queen and courtiers happening one fine summer's evening to walk out-'
'Aye! there the word happening is right, Trim,' cried my uncle Toby; 'for the King of Bohemia and his queen might have walked out or not: - 'twas a matter of chance.'
'King William was of the opinion, your honour,' quoth Trim, 'that everything was predestined for us in this world; so that he would often say to his soldiers, that "every bullet had its billet."'
'He was a great man,' said my uncle Toby.
'And I believe,' continued Trim, 'that the shot which disabled me at the battle of Landen, was pointed at my knee for no other purpose, but to place me in your honour's service, where I should be taken so much better care of in my old age.'
'So I believe too, Trim,' said my uncle Toby.
Both hearts were full of sudden overflowings; a short silence ensued.
'Besides,' resumed the corporal more cheerfully, 'if it had not been for that single shot, I would never have been in love.'
'So, thou wast once in love, Trim!' said my uncle Toby, smiling.
