----I am half distracted, captain _Shandy_, said Mrs. _Wadman_, holding up her cambrick handkerchief to her left eye, as she approach'd the door of my uncle _Toby's_ sentry-box----a mote----or sand----or something ----I know not what, has got into this eye of mine----do look into it--it is not in the white--

'I am half distracted, captain Shandy,' said Mrs. Wadman, holding up her handkerchief to her left eye, as she approached the door of the sentry-box. 'A mote - or sand - or something - has got into my eye - do look into it.'
