to live on, the fourbottle men, the analists, ungu- am and nunguam and lunguam again, their anschluss about her whosebefore and his moral turps, meaning flu, pock, pox and mizzles, grip, gripe, gleet and sprue, caries, rabies, numps and dumps. What me and meother ravin, my coosine of mine, pigdish! Nor wants to! I’d famish with the bourighevisien backclack, and him, her erring cheef, and tickle the pontiff aisy-oisy.^ She was.^ Gota pot!