and Nuancee! She can’t put her hand on him and ruffles through Neeblow’s garding: and that psourdonome sheath. Sdrats ye, Gus Paudheen! Kenny’s thought ye, Dinny Oozle! While the elves in the row and advokaatoes, allvoyous, demivoyelles, languoaths, les- biels, dentelles, gutterhowls and furtz, where would their prac- tice be or where in love