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he fell asleep also.—Peace be with them both.—Dr. Slop is engaged with the midwife, and my mother above stairs.—Trim is busy in turning an old pair of jack-boots into a couple of mortars to be employed in the siege of Messina next summer,—and is this instant boring the touch holes with the point of a hot poker.—All my heroes are off my hands;—'tis the first time I have had a moment to spare,—and I'll make use of it, and write my preface.
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