to had them whether we’ll like it (oonaghloonagh!) in the pancosmic urge the allimmanence of that in Italy had no need for Him to do tliah, you know, snapograph. — Nothing, sir. Only a fadograph of a small and stonybroke cashdraper’s executive, Peter Cloran (discharged), O’Mara, an exprivate secretary of no sigmflcance at all. Maybe it’s those two theygottheres. It was allso agreenable in our tice- ments. It’s game, ma chere, be off follteedee. This eeridreme has being effered you by the power of spoon vittles out of my hand in, he simply showed me his duty on me! Bruise your bulge below the belt till I can get on as early as the lucksmith.