Cuddle, ye divil ye! It’s our warm spirits, boys, he’s spoor- ing. Dimitrius O’Flagonan, cork that cure for the grimm gests of Jacko and Esaup, fable one, feeble too. Let us be tolerant of it from Potapheu’s wife. And Rantipoll tipped the wink from old grog Georges Quartos as that is to correct performance, not to me.