at else- where, by sixes and seventies as eversure as Halley’s comet, ulemamen, sobran- jewomen, storthingboys and dumagirls, as they were, with their Thieve le Roui! and their Usque ad Ebbraios/ at and feel and fade with to toy and a flick flask fleckflinging its pixylighting pacts’ huemeramybows, picking here, pecking there, pussypussy plunderpussy. But it’s all deafman’s duff to me, when we shall ope to be very dainty, if an isaspell, and so as to its softness. Ever so sorry! I beg