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Jump to navigationJump to searchWouldndom! But, Gemini, he's looking frightfully thin! I heard
the man Shee shinging in the pantry bay. Down among the dust-
bins let him lie! Ear! Ear! Not ay! Eye! Eye! For I'm at the heart
of it. Yet I cannot on my solemn merits as a recitativer recollect
ever having done of anything of the kind to deserve of such.
Not the phost of a nation! Nor by a long trollop! I just didn't have
the time to. Saint Anthony Guide!
; ; ; But have we until now ever besought you, dear Shaun, we
remembered, who it was, good boy, to begin with, who out of
symphony gave you the permit?
; ; ; Goodbye now, Shaun replied, with a voice pure as a church-
mode, in echo rightdainty, with a good catlick tug at his coco-
moss candylock, a foretaste in time of his cabbageous brain's
curlyflower. Athiacaro! Comb his tar odd gee sing your mower
O meeow? Greet thee Good? How are them columbuses! Lard
have mustard on them! Fatiguing, very fatiguing. Hobos horn-
knees and the corveeture of my spine. Poumeerme! My heaviest
crux and dairy lot it is, with a bed as hard as the thinkamuddles
of the Greeks and a board as bare as a Roman altar. I'm off
rabbited kitchens and relief porridgers. No later than a very few
fortnichts since I was meeting on the Thinker's Dam with a pair
of men out of glasshouse whom I shuffled hands with named
MacBlacks ; ; ; I think their names is MacBlakes ; ; ;from the Headfire
Clump ; ; ; and they were improving me and making me beliek no
five hour factory life with insufficient emollient and industrial
disabled for them that day o'gratises. I have the highest grati-
fication by anuncing how I have it from whowho but Hagios
Colleenkiller's prophecies. After suns and moons, dews and
wettings, thunders and fires, comes sabotag. Solvitur palum-
ballando! Tilvido! Adie!
; ; ; Then, we explained, salve a tour, ambly andy, you possibly
might be so by order?
; ; ; Forgive me, Shaun repeated from his liquid lipes, not what
I wants to do a strike of work but it was condemned on me pre-
mitially by Hireark Books and Chiefoverseer Cooks in their
Eusebian Concordant Homilies and there does be a power com-
