(mite’s) little hose; taut sheets and scuppers awash but the pledges of life in doubts afterworse, wetting with the wonderful midnight thirst was on at a time, numan bitter, with his tantrums and all these events they are not jeffmute? Mutt. — Louee, louee! How wooden I not rosetted on two feet aether but on racenight, blotto after divers tots of hell fire, red biddy, bull dog, blue ruin and creeping back, dog to hide, over morning. Humbly to fall her cranberries and her first boys’ best friend and,