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other people in the story, leaving out, of course, foreconsciously,
the simple worf and plague and poison they had cornered him
about until there was not a snoozer among them but was utterly
undeceived in the heel of the reel by the recital of the rigmarole.
  He went without saying that the cull disliked anything anyway
approaching a plain straightforward standup or knockdown row
and, as often as he was called in to umpire any octagonal argu-
ment among slangwhangers, the accomplished washout always
used to rub shoulders with the last speaker and clasp shakers (the
handtouch which is speech without words) and agree to every
word as soon as half uttered, command me!, your servant, good,
I revere you, how, my seer? be drinking that! quite truth, grati-
as, I'm yoush, see wha'm hearing?, also goods, please it, me
sure?, be filling this!, quiso, you said it, apasafello, muchas
grassyass, is there firing-on-me?, is their girlic-on-you?, to your
good self, your sulphur, and then at once focuss his whole
unbalanced attention upon the next octagonist who managed to
catch a listener's eye, asking and imploring him out of his
piteous onewinker, (hemoptysia diadumenos) whether there was
anything in the world he could do to please him and to overflow
his tumbletantaliser for him yet once more.
  One hailcannon night (for his departure was attended by a
heavy downpour) as very recently as some thousand rains ago he
was therefore treated with what closely resembled parsonal viol-
ence, being soggert all unsuspectingly through the deserted village
of Tumblin-on-the-Leafy from Mr Vanhomrigh's house at 81 bis
Mabbot's Mall as far as Green Patch beyond the brickfields of
Salmon Pool by rival teams of slowspiers counter quicklimers
who finally, as rahilly they had been deteened out rawther lae-
tich, thought, busnis hits busnis, they had better be streaking for
home after their Auborne-to-Auborne,with thanks for the pleasant
evening, one and all disgustedly, instead of ruggering him back,
and awake, reconciled (though they were as jealous as could be
cullions about all the truffles they had brought on him) to a
friendship, fast and furious, which merely arose out of the noxious
pervert's perfect lowness. Again there was a hope that people,