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The story of the king of Bohemia and his seven castles, continued.
In the year of our Lord one thousand seven hundred and twelve, there was, an' please your honour———
—To tell thee truly, Trim, quoth my uncle Toby, any other date would have pleased me much better, not only on account of the sad stain upon our history that year, in marching off our troops, and refusing to cover the siege of Quesnoi, though Fagel was carrying on the works with such incredible vigour—but likewise on the score, Trim, of thy own story; because if there are—and which, from what thou hast dropt, Ipartly
