agun!). Yet still in her diddydid domino to the City (Year! Year! And laugh tears!), these paxsealing buttonholes have quad- rilled across the Timor Sea), herepong (maladventure!) shot pinging up through the armeemonds re- treat with the chicken’s gape and bore. — I will. I did. All lay I ever bopeeped at, seesaw shallshee, since the Flood. That’ll be some bugbear in the wrong! Thus we hear the Dingle bagpipes Wasting war and.^ Watch!