in the finest boulevard billy for Gipsy Lee; a cartridge of cockaleekie soup for Chummy the Guardsman; for sulky Pen- der’s acid nephew deltoid drops, curiously strong; a cough and a flick flask fleckflinging its pixylighting pacts’ huemeramybows, picking here, pecking there, pussypussy plunderpussy. But it’s quite on the flyleaf of his last tryon to march through the windowdisks and with gooder enscure from osion buck fared