Now, consider, sir, what nonsense it is, either in fighting, or writing, or anything else (whether in rhyme to it, or not) which a man has occasion to do--to act by plan: for if ever Plan, independent of all circumstances, deserved registering in letters of gold (I mean in the archives of _Gotham_)--it was certainly the PLAN of Mrs. _Wadman's_ attack of my uncle _Toby_ in his sentry-box, BY PLAN ----Now the plan hanging up in it at this juncture, being the Plan of _Dunkirk_--and the tale of _Dunkirk_ a tale of relaxation, it opposed every impression she could make: and besides, could she have gone upon it--the manuvre of fingers and hands in the attack of the sentry-box, was so outdone by that of the fair _Beguine's_, in _Trim's_ story--that just then, that particular attack, however successful before--became the most heartless attack that could be made----

If ever Plan deserved registering in letters of gold, it was certainly the Plan of Mrs. Wadman's attack on my uncle Toby in his sentry-box.
Now the plan hanging up in the sentry-box at this point being the plan of Dunkirk, and the tale of Dunkirk a tale of relaxation, it opposed every impression she could make: and besides, the manoeuvre of fingers and hands in the attack of the sentry-box, was so outdone by the fair Beguine's, in Trim's story, that just then, that particular attack, however successful before, became the most heartless attack that could be made.
