CHAPTER XVII

----’Twas nothing, --I did not lose two drops of blood by it---- ----’twas not worth calling in a surgeon, had he lived next door to us----thousands suffer by choice, what I did by accident. ----Doctor _Slop_ made ten times more of it, than there was occasion: ----some men rise, by the art of hanging great weights upon small wires, --and I am this day (_August_ the 10th, 1761) paying part of the price of this man’s reputation. ----O ’twould provoke a stone, to see how things are carried on in this world! ----The chamber-maid had left no ******* *** under the bed: ----Cannot you contrive, master, quoth _Susannah_, lifting up the sash with one hand, as she spoke, and helping me up into the window-seat with the other, --cannot you manage, my dear, for a single time, to **** *** ** *** ******?

I was five years old. ----_Susannah_ did not consider that nothing was well hung in our family, ----so slap came the sash down like lightning upon us; --Nothing is left, --cried _Susannah_, --nothing is left--for me, but to run my country.----

My uncle _Toby’s_ house was a much kinder sanctuary; and so _Susannah_ fled to it.

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