I call all the powers of time and chance, which severally check us in our careers in this world, to bear me witness, that I could never yet get fairly to my uncle _Toby's_ amours, till this very moment, that my mother's _curiosity_, as she stated the affair, ----or a different impulse in her, as my father would have it----wished her to take a peep at them through the key-hole.

I call all the powers of time and chance, which check us in our careers in this world, to bear witness that I could never yet get fairly to my uncle Toby's amours till this very moment, when my mother's curiosity - or a different impulse in her, as my father would have it - made her wish to peep through the key-hole.
