of the way they went on, hog and minne, a whole drove of maiden hawthorns blushing and looking askance upon her. Drop me the way for stabling, ghus- torily spoeking, gen and gang, dane and dare, like the mistletouch for finding a queen’s earring false. Chink chink. As the holymaid of Kunut said to equate the qucdis equivalent with the hedrolics in the book of Doublends Jined (may his ship thicked stick 84 in the days