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Where have you been in the uterim, enjoying yourself

all the morning since your last wetbed confession?
Shem

Macadamsoh, you know me and I know you and all your

she-
meries.
ere you be back for ever till I give you your talkingto!
stand forth,
come boldly,
jolly me,
move me,
zwilling though I am, to laughter in your true colours
(for no longer will I follow

you obliquelike through the inspired form of the third person

singular and the moods and hesitensies of the deponent but ad-

dress myself to you, with the empirative of my vendettative, pro-

vocative and out direct)
Stand forth, Nayman of Noland
I'm the boy to bruise and braise.
JUSTIUS (to himother): Brawn is my name and broad is
my

nature and I've breit on my brow and all's right with every
fea-

ture and I'll brune this bird or Brown Bess's bung's gone
bandy.
We cannot, in

mercy or justice nor on the lovom for labaryntos, stay

here for

the residence of our existings, discussing Tamstar Ham of

Ten-

man's thirst.
Perpending that Putterick O'Purcell pulls the

coald stoane out of Winterwater's and Silder Seas sing for

Harreng

our Keng, sept okt nov dez John Phibbs march!
But our undilligence has

been plutherotested so enough of such porterblack

lowneess, too

base for printink !
Polthergeistkotzdondherhoploits!
how that,
arrahbejibbers, conspuent to the dominical order and exking
noblish permish, he
was namely coon at bringer at home two
gallonts, as per royal, full poultry till his murder.
fun the concerned outgift of the dead med dirt,
and even more so,
during, looking his bigmost astonishments,
whats the souch of a surch hads of hits of hims, urged and
staggered thereto in his countryports at the caledosian capacity
for Lieutuvisky of the caftan's wineskin