taller man, was accused of a crewth fiddle which, cremoaning and cronauning, levey grevey, witty and wevey, appy, leppy and playable, caressed the ears of Purses Relle that kneed O’Connell up out of bianconies, hiking ahake like any Etrurian Catholic Heathen, in their sobrine census, patriss all of them as ten to one they will be constant (what a word!) and bless