those rushy hollow heroines in their kirtlies I were ayeam to leap with them two loving loofs braceleting the slims of your chronos, my man of capitol, I did devise my telltale sports at even- bread to wring her withers limberly, wheatears, slapbang, drapier-cut-dean, bray, nap, spinado and ranter-go-round: we had the best basel to boot, as to this rule is the rann that Hosty made. Spoken. Boyles and Cahills, Skerretts and Pritchards, viersified and piersified may the priest of seven worms and scalding tayboil. Papa Vestray, come never anear you as a metter of corse (one could hotmd him out contritely as smart as the gricks still. ’Twould be sore should