Laurence Sterne — The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy Gentleman Chap. 3.63

We are now going to enter upon a new scene of events.—        &nbsp—Leave we then the breeches in the taylor's hands, with my father standing over him with his cane, reading him as he sat at work a lecture upon the latus clavus, and pointing to the precise part of the waistband, where he was determined to have it sewed on.—        &nbspLeave we my mother—(truest of all the Poco-curante's of her sex!)—careless about it, as about every thing else in the world which concerned her;—that is,—indifferent whether it was done this way or that,—provided it was but done at all.—        &nbspLeave we Slop likewise to the full profits of all my dishonours.—        &nbspLeave we poor Le Fever to recover, and get home from Marseilles as he can.—And last of all,—because the hardest of all—        &nbspLet us leave, if possible, myself:—But 'tis impossible,—I must go along with you to the end of the work.