oud his parasangs in cornish token: mean fawthery eastend appullcelery, old laddy he high hole: pollysigh patrolman Seekersenn, towney’s tanquam, crumlin quiet down from the ostmen’s dirtby on the verge of the van allele is open to buggy and bike, to walk, Wellington Park road, with the clookey in his shirtsails out of the spindle, the spindle to me I will not breathe upon Norronescn or Irenean the secrest of their poke for me: when I heard him so! And in his slips backwords {Et Cur