The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman

Whilst my father was writing his letter of instructions, my uncle Toby and the corporal were busy in preparing everything for the attack. As the turning of the thin scarlet breeches was laid aside (at least for the present), there was nothing which should put it off beyond the next morning; so accordingly it was resolved upon, for eleven o'clock.

Come, my dear, said my father to my mother -- 'twill be but like a brother and sister, if you and I take a walk down to my brother Toby's -- -- -to countenance him in this attack of his.