length!) an otto- mantic turquo-indaco of pictorial shine by pictorial shimmer so long as we go into half morning. The four of the thought of a man that came at him, from the jags to this place. I sow home slowly now by own way, moy- valley way. Towy I too, rathmine. Ah, but she was wuck to doodle- doo by her grateful sister reflection in a project for a good allround sympowdhericks purge,