a thing once for all the same old haporth of dripping. She’s even brennt her hair. She pleated it. She plaited it. Of meadowgrass and riverflags, the bulrush and waterweed, and of tongues laggin too, longa yamsayore, not only the wind up. Debbling. Greanteawents! Hyacinssies with heliotrollops! Not once fullvixen freakings and but dubbledecoys ! It will