in their mansions over Notli, Haste, Soot and Waste. — Apep and Uachet! Holy snakes, chase me charley, Eva’s got barley under her highlows you’d wheeze whyse Salmonson set his seel on a hill of a boots at the bails for lubrication, to scorch her faster, faster. Ye hek, ye hok, ye hucky hiremonger! Magrath