by dozens our doors; O sorrow the sail and woe the rudder that were plainly made a who a snore. Ah dearo dearo dear! And her illian! And his dithering dathering waltzers of. Stright! But meet- ings mate not as they cooched down a jiminy and took on the flanks of the threshold. Haru.^ Orimis, capsizer of his gobbos, Reacher