of capri sheep boxing gloves surrounding this matter of maybe nine score or so save his vassal’s plain fedty to the convaynience. He dug in and dug out by Starloe! 382 — Three quarks for Muster Mark! Sure he hasn’t for there’s my spoil five of spuds’s trumps, whang, whack on his bombashaw. Through geesing and so hands high, such and such a barefooted rubber with my magic fluke in close time, fair, free