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ing over me that is put upon me from on high out of the book of
breedings and so as it is becoming hairydittary I have of coerce
nothing in view to look forward at unless it is Swann and beat-
ing the blindquarters out of my oldfellow's orologium oloss olo-
rium. A bad attack of maggot it feels like. 'Tis trope, custodian
said. Almost might I say of myself, while keeping out of crime,
I am now becoming about fed up be going circulating about them
new hikler's highways like them nameless souls,ercked and skorned
and grizzild all over, till it's rusty October in this bleak forest
and was veribally complussed by thinking of the crater of some
noted volcano or the Dublin river or the catchalot trouth subsi-
dity as away out or to isolate i from my multiple Mes on the
spits of Lumbage Island or bury meself, clogs, coolcellar and all,
deep in my wineupon ponteen unless Morrissey's colt could help
me or the gander maybe at 49 as it is a tithe fish so it is, this
pig's stomach business, and where on dearth or in the miraculous
meddle of this expending umniverse to turn since it came into
my hands I am hopeless off course to be doing anything con-
cerning.
    —— We expect you are, honest Shaun, we agreed, but from 
franking machines, limricked, that in the end it may well turn out,
we hear to be you, our belated, who will bear these open letter.
Speak to us of Emailia.
    —— As, Shaun replied patly, with tootlepick tact too and a 
down of his dampers, to that I have the gumpower and, by the
benison of Barbe, that is a lock to say with everything, my be-
loved.
    —— Would you mind telling us, Shaun honey, beg little big 
moreboy, we proposed to such a dear youth, where mostly are
you able to work. Ah, you might! Whimper and we shall.
    —— Here! Shaun replied, while he was fondling one of his 
cowheel cuffs. There's no sabbath for nomads and I mostly was
able to walk, being too soft for work proper, sixty odd eilish
mires a week between three masses a morn and two chaplets at
eve. I am always telling those pedestriasts, my answerers, Top,
Sid and Hucky, now (and it is a veriest throth as the thieves' re-