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jackadandyline! Let me never see his waddphez again! And mine
it was, Barktholed von Hunarig, Soesown of Furrows (hour- 
springlike his joussture, immitiate my chry! as urs now, so yous 
then!), when to our lot it fell on my poplar Sexsex, my Sexen- 
centaurnary, whenby Gate of Hal, before his hostel of the Wodin
Man, I hestened to freeholdit op to his Mam his Maman, Majus-
cules, His Magnus Maggerstick, first city's leasekuays of this
Nova Tara, our most noble, when hrossbucked on charger
charger, Pferdinamd Allibuster (yeddonot need light oar till
Noreway for you fanned one o'er every doorway) with my all-
bum's greethims through this whole of my promises, handshakey
congrandyoulikethems, ecclesency.
     Whosaw the jackery dares at handgripper thisa breast? Dose 
makkers ginger. Some one we was with us all fours. Adversarian!
The spiking Duyvil! First liar in Londsend! Wulv! See you scar-
gore on that skeepsbrow! And those meisies! Sulken taarts! Man
sicker at I ere bluffet konservative? Shucks! Such ratshause bugs-
mess so I cannot barely conceive of! Lowest basemeant in hystry!
Ibscenest nansence! Noksagt! Per Peeler and Pawr! The broker-
heartened shugon! Hole affair is rotten muckswinish porcupig's
draff. Enouch!
     —— Is that yu, Whitehed? 
     —— Have you headnoise now? 
     —— Give us your mespilt reception, will yous? 
     —— Pass the fish for Christ's sake! 
     —— Old Whitehowth he is speaking again. Ope Eustace tube! 
Pity poor whiteoath! Dear gone mummeries, goby! Tell the
woyld I have lived true thousand hells. Pity, please, lady, for
poor O.W. in this profundust snobbing I have caught. Nine dirty
years mine age, hairs hoar, mummery failend, snowdrift to my
ellpow, deff as Adder. I askt you, dear lady, to judge on my tree
by our fruits. I gave you of the tree. I gave two smells, three eats.
My freeandies, my celeberrimates: my happy bossoms, my all-
falling fruits of my boom. Pity poor Haveth Childers Every-
where with Mudder!
     That was Communicator, a former colonel. A disincarnated