--The fifth Commandment, _Trim_--said _Yorick_, speaking mildly, and with a gentle nod, as to a modest Catechumen. The corporal stood silent. --You don't ask him right, said my uncle _Toby_, raising his voice, and giving it rapidly like the word of command: ----The fifth--------cried my uncle _Toby_. --I must begin with the first, an' please your honour, said the corporal.----

'The fifth Commandment, Trim,' said Yorick mildly, with a gentle nod. The corporal stood silent.
'You don't ask him right,' said my uncle Toby. Raising his voice to a rapid tone of command, he cried: 'The fifth.'
'I must begin with the first, an' please your honour,' said the corporal.
