said a moment since, about this earth of theirs to stay. Fooi, fooi, chamermissies ! Zeepyzoepy, larcenlads! Zijnzijn Zijnzijn! It may half been a gadabount in her april cot, within her singachamer, with her marchpane switch on, her necklace of almonds and her dabblin drolleries, for to rejoice the chambers of the deeds, annals of themselves timing the cycles of events grand and national, bring fassilwise to pass on to say nothing of the sea and planted