Any man, Madam, reasoning upwards, and observing the prodigious suffusion of blood in my father’s countenance, --by means of which (as all the blood in his body seemed to rush into his face, as I told you) he must have reddened, pictorically and scientifically speaking, six whole tints and a half, if not a full octave above his natural colour: --any man, Madam, but my uncle _Toby_, who had observed this, together with the violent knitting of my father’s brows, and the extravagant contortion of his body during the whole affair, --would have concluded my father in a rage; and taking that for granted, --had he been a lover of such kind of concord as arises from two such instruments being put in exact tune, --he would instantly have skrew’d up his, to the same pitch; --and then the devil and all had broke loose--the whole piece, Madam, must have been played off like the sixth of Avison Scarlatti--_con furia_, --like mad. --Grant me patience! ----What has _con furia_, ----_con strepito_, ----or any other hurly burly whatever to do with harmony? Any man, I say, Madam, but my uncle _Toby_, the benignity of whose heart interpreted every motion of the body in the kindest sense the motion would admit of, would have concluded my father angry, and blamed him too. My uncle _Toby_ blamed nothing but the taylor who cut the pocket-hole; ----so sitting still till my father had got his handkerchief out of it, and looking all the time up in his face with inexpressible good-will----my father, at length, went on as follows. CHAPTER VI “What prodigious armies you had in _Flanders!_” ----Brother _Toby_, quoth my father, I do believe thee to be as honest a man, and with as good and as upright a heart as ever God created; --nor is it thy fault, if all the children which have been, may, can, shall, will, or ought to be begotten, come with their heads foremost into the world: ----but believe me, dear _Toby_, the accidents which unavoidably waylay them, not only in the article of our begetting ’em----though these, in my opinion, are well worth considering, ----but the dangers and difficulties our children are beset with, after they are got forth into the world, are enow--little need is there to expose them to unnecessary ones in their passage to it. ----Are these dangers, quoth my uncle _Toby_, laying his hand upon my father’s knee, and looking up seriously in his face for an answer, ----are these dangers greater now o’ days, brother, than in times past? Brother _Toby_, answered my father, if a child was but fairly begot, and born alive, and healthy, and the mother did well after it, --our forefathers never looked farther. ----My uncle _Toby_ instantly withdrew his hand from off my father’s knee, reclined his body gently back in his chair, raised his head till he could just see the cornice of the room, and then directing the buccinatory muscles along his cheeks, and the orbicular muscles around his lips to do their duty--he whistled _Lillabullero_.