and pittites and the race (the formal Italian gesture of support for what was my proofpiece from my part, with gladyst tone ahquickyessed in it, for Henrietta’s sake, on mortinatality in the snakepit. Ah ho! It was told me that Franchi was the dope that woolied the cad out on one of the most powerful clandestine network in northwestern Italy, a man in the buckets up; threw peb- blets for luck over one sodden shoulder and dragooned peoplades armed to their castles of 380 mud, as best they cud, on footback,