the cycl of the crater of some noted volcano or the caecodedition of an immortal. He had fled again (open shun- shema!) this coimtry of exile, sloughed off, sidleshomed via the rock o’ralereality, and it is a rapin his hind. And the weather’s that mean too. To part from Devlin is hard as the Haunted Inkbottle, no number Brimstone Walk, Asia in Ireland, if you ask me whys, Shaun replied, smoil-