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Chapter 58 But can the thing be undone, Yorick? said my fatherfor in my opinion, continued he, it cannot. I am a vile canonist, replied Yorickbut of all evils, holding suspence to be the most tormenting, we shall at least know the worst of this matter. I hate these great dinnerssaid my fatherThe size of the dinner is not the point, answered Yorickwe want, Mr. Shandy, to dive into the bottom of this doubt, whether the name can be changed or notand as the beards of so many commissaries, officials, advocates, proctors, registers, and of the most eminent of our school-divines, and others, are all to meet in the middle of one table, and Didius has so pressingly invited youwho in your distress would miss such an occasion? All that is requisite, continued Yorick, is to apprize Didius, and let him manage a conversation after dinner so as to introduce the subject.Then my brother Toby, cried my father, clapping his two hands together, shall go with us. Let my old tye-wig, quoth my uncle Toby, and my laced regimentals, be hung to the fire all night, Trim. (page numbering skips ten pages) |
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