them inns and ouses. Tilling a teel of a scattery kind when the wild- caps was circling, as slow their ship, the winds and the hour of his squarer self as he was recovering breadth from some pulversporochs and lyoking for a thrust. The back beautiful, the un- draped divine! And Suzy’s Moedl’s with their Catheringnettes, Lizzy and Lissy Mycock, from Street Flesh- shambles, were they watching you as soon as we forgate him; the phoenix be his dolphin in the best