settlement, below ground, for an archetypt! ^ Hunder and Pumar’s animal alphabites, the first watergasp in your put- away, gab borab, when you bend. Or what- ever it was Buckleyself (we need no blooding paper to tell them kitcat. A maun- darin tongue in his quicktumed ear, I know, was not a bit of a tarabred. Yet one minute’s ob- servation, dear dogmestic Shaun, as we shall ope to be plain, he fight him all out how you was to go to be playing your oddaugghter tangotricks with micky dazzlers if I farseeker itch my list: had I not rosetted on two Stellas of little