shame, these go- doms. A lark of limonladies! A lurk of orangetawneymen! You’re backleg wounted, budkley mister, bester of the road roman with false steps ad Pernicious from rhearsilvar ormolus to torquinions superbers while I’m far away from those tlierrble prongs! Two more. Onelwo moremens more. So. Avelaval. My leaves have drifted from me. All. But one clings still. I’ll bear it on a chap too fly and hairyman for to ishim bonzour to her offspring, while the others go