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[ 37 ] with death, as I am this moment with my apothecary, how and where I will take his glister -- I should certainly declare against submitting to it before my friends ; and therefore, I never seriously think upon the mode and manner of this great catastrophe, which generally takes up and torments my thoughts as much as the catastrophe itself, but I constantly draw the curtain across it with this wish, that the Disposer of all things may so order it, that it happen not to me in my own house -- but rather in some decent inn -- at home, I know it, -- the con cern of my friends, and the last services of wiping my brows and smoothing my D 3 pillow, pillow, which the quivering hand of pale affection shall pay me, will so crucify my soul, that I shall die of a distemper which my physician is not aware of : but in an inn, the few cold offices I wanted, would be purchased with a few guineas, and paid me with an undisturbed, but punc- tual attention -- but mark. This inn, should not be the inn at Abbeville -- if there was not another inn in the universe, I would strike that inn out of the capitulation : so Let the horses be in the chaise exactly by four in the morning -- Yes, by four, Sir, -- or by Genevieve! I'll raise a clatter in the house, shall wake the dead. C H A P.
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