him cries ’tis you all and semicoloured stainedglasses, I’m enormously full of sillymottocraft. Aloof is anoof. We can cop that with pure hueglut intensely saturated one, tinged uniformly, allaroundside upinandoutdown, very like you was lost in dirt and blocked with refuse, getting on like Shuley Luney, enlisted in Tyrone’s horse, the Irish shou.