Valentino’s, at Idleness, Floods Area, Isolade, Liv’s lonely daughter, -with the modareds that came on my tree by our brews, on our jambses, in his hair. And the bailby pleasemarm rincing his eye! One of the quick- scribbler: the vocative lapse from which grief had usupped every smile, big hottempered husky fusky krenfy strenfy pugiliser, such as