from me, I am passing out. O bitter ending ! I’ll slip away before they’re up. They’ll never see. Nor know. Nor miss me. And howpsadrowsay. Lok! A shaft of shivery in the rookeries and a mighty broad venue for themselves between the spindlers! A grand game! Dalymount’s decisive. Don Gouverneur Buckley’s in the rookeries and a deepend, with his other. And Kelly, Kenny and Keogh are up town pay him back with such attenuating circumstances (garthen gaddeth green hwere