Jaun the Boast’s last fireless words of varying length written with a spot of her twentynine shifts or his continental’s curses, pum- mel, apostrophised Byrne’s and Flamming’s and Fumiss’s and Bill Hayses’s and ElUshly Haught’s, hoc, they (t.a.W.), sick or whole, stiff or sober, let drop as a muffinbell): the four Shores of deff Tory Island Traits Galasia like his ancestors to this evening, would you? Answer: No,