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    It was allso agreenable in our sinegear clutchless, touring the 
no placelike no timelike absolent, mixing up pettyvaughan popu-
lose with the magnumoore genstries, lloydhaired mersscenary
blookers with boydskinned pigttetails and goochlipped gwendo-
lenes with duffyeyed dolores; like so many unprobables in their
poor suit of the improssable. With Mata and after please with
Matamaru and after please stop with Matamaruluka and after stop
do please with Matamarulukajoni.
    And anotherum. Ah ess, dapple ass! He will be longing after 
the Grogram Grays. And, Weisingchetaoli, he will levellaut
ministel Trampleasure be. Sheflower Rosina, younger Sheflower
fruit Amaryllis, youngest flowerfruityfrond Sallysill or Sillysall.
And house with heaven roof occupanters they are continuatingly
attraverse of its milletestudinous windows, ricocoursing them-
selves, as staneglass on stonegloss, inplayn unglish Wynn's
Hotel. Brancherds at: Bullbeck, Oldboof, Sassondale, Jorsey
Uppygard, Mundelonde, Abbeytotte, Bracqueytuitte with Hoc-
keyvilla, Fockeyvilla, Hillewille and Wallhall. Hoojahoo mana-
gers the thingaviking. Obning shotly. When the messanger of
the risen sun, (see other oriel) shall give to every seeable a hue and
to every hearable a cry and to each spectacle his spot and to each
happening her houram. The while we, we are waiting, we are
waiting for. Hymn.
    [[Muta]]: Quodestnunc fumusiste volhvuns ex Domoyno? 
    [[Juva]]: It is Old Head of Kettle puffing off the top of the mornin. 
    Muta: He odda be thorly well ashamed of himself for smoking 
before the high host.
    Juva: Dies is Dorminus master and commandant illy tono- 
brass.
    Muta: Diminussed aster! An I could peecieve amonkst the 
gatherings who ever they wolk in process?
    Juva: Khubadah! It is the Chrystanthemlander with his 
porters of bonzos, pompommy plonkyplonk, the ghariwallahs,
moveyovering the cabrattlefield of slaine.
    Muta: Pongo da Banza! An I would uscertain in druidful 
scatterings one piece tall chap he stand one piece same place?