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  [[dilsydulsily|sily]]: [[Holybones of Saint Hubert]] how our [[red brother]] of [[Pouringrainia|Pour-]]
 
  [[dilsydulsily|sily]]: [[Holybones of Saint Hubert]] how our [[red brother]] of [[Pouringrainia|Pour-]]
 
  [[Pouringrainia|ingrainia]] would audibly fume did he know that we have for [[surtrusty|sur-]]
 
  [[Pouringrainia|ingrainia]] would audibly fume did he know that we have for [[surtrusty|sur-]]
  [[surtrusty|trusty]] [[bailiwick]] a turnpiker who is by turns a pikebailer no sel-
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  [[surtrusty|trusty]] [[bailiwick]] a turnpiker who is by turns a [[pikebailer]] no sel-
 
  domer than an earwigger! [[For he kinned Jom Pill]] with his court
 
  domer than an earwigger! [[For he kinned Jom Pill]] with his court
 
  so gray and his haunts in his house in the mourning. (One still
 
  so gray and his haunts in his house in the mourning. (One still

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flagrant marl, jingling his turnpike keys and bearing aloft amid
the fixed pikes of the hunting party a high perch atop of which a
flowerpot was fixed earthside hoist with care. On his majesty, who
was, or often feigned to be, noticeably longsighted from green
youth and had been meaning to inquire what, in effect, had caused
yon causeway to be thus potholed, asking substitutionally to be
put wise as to whether paternoster and silver doctors were not
now more fancied bait for lobstertrapping honest blunt Harom-
phreyld answered in no uncertain tones very similarly with a fear-
less forehead: Naw, yer maggers, aw war jist a cotchin on thon
bluggy earwuggers. Our sailor king, who was draining a gugglet
of obvious adamale, gift both and gorban, upon this, ceasing to
swallow, smiled most heartily beneath his walrus moustaches and
indulging that none too genial humour which William the Conk
on the spindle side had inherited with the hereditary whitelock
and some shortfingeredness from his greataunt Sophy, turned to-
wards two of his retinue of gallowglasses, Michael, etheling lord
of Leix and Offaly and the jubilee mayor of Drogheda, Elcock,
(the two scatterguns being Michael M. Manning, protosyndic of
Waterford and an Italian excellency named Giubilei according to
a later version cited by the learned scholarch Canavan of Canmake-
noise), in either case a triptychal religious family symbolising
puritas of doctrina, business per usuals and the purchypatch of
hamlock where the paddish preties grow and remarked dilsydul-
sily: Holybones of Saint Hubert how our red brother of Pour-
ingrainia would audibly fume did he know that we have for sur-
trusty bailiwick a turnpiker who is by turns a pikebailer no sel-
domer than an earwigger! For he kinned Jom Pill with his court
so gray and his haunts in his house in the mourning. (One still
hears that pebble crusted laughta, japijap cheerycherrily, among
the roadside tree the lady Holmpatrick planted and still one feels
the amossive silence of the cladstone allegibelling: Ive mies outs
ide Bourn.) Comes the question are these the facts of his nom-
inigentilisation as recorded and accolated in both or either of the
collateral andrewpaulmurphyc narratives. Are those their fata
which we read in sibylline between the fas and its nefas? No dung