184.01 war moans, special sighs, longsufferings of longstanding, ahs ohs
184.02 ouis sis jas jos gias neys thaws sos, yeses and yeses and yeses, to
184.03 which, if one has the stomach to add the breakages, upheavals
184.04 distortions, inversions of all this chambermade music one stands,
184.05 given a grain of goodwill, a fair chance of actually seeing the
184.06 whirling dervish, Tumult, son of Thunder, self exiled in upon
184.07 his ego,a nightlong a shaking betwixtween white or reddr haw-
184.08 rors, noondayterrorised to skin and bone by an ineluctable phan-
184.09 tom (may the Shaper have mercery on him !) writing the mystery
184.10 of himsel in furniture.
184.11 Of course our low hero was a self valeter by choice of need so
184.12 up he got up whatever is meant by a stourbridge clay kitchen-
184.13 ette and lithargogalenu fowlhouse for the sake of akes (the
184.14 umpple does not fall very far from the dumpertree) which the
184.15 moromelodious jigsmith, in defiance of the Uncontrollable Birth
184.16 Preservativation (Game and Poultry) Act, playing lallaryrook
184.17 cookerynook, by the dodginess of his lentern, brooled and cocked
184.18 and potched in an athanor, whites and yolks and yilks and whotes
184.19 to the frulling fredonnance of Mas blanca que la blanca Hermana
184.20 and Amarilla, muy bien, with cinnamon and locusts and wild bees-
184.21 wax and liquorice and Carrageen moss and blaster of Barry's and
184.22 Asther's mess and Huster's micture and Yellownan's embrocation
184.23 and Pinkingtone's patty and stardust and sinner's tears, acuredent
184.24 to Sharadan's Art of Panning, chanting, for all regale to the like
184.25 of the legs he left behind with Litty fun Letty fan Leven, his
184.26 cantraps of fermented words, abracadabra calubra culorum, (his
184.27 oewfs à la Madame Gabrielle de l'Eglise, his avgs à la Mistress
184.28 B. de B. Meinfelde, his eiers Usquadmala à la pomme de ciel,
184.29 his uoves, oves and uves à la Sulphate de Soude, his ochiuri
184.30 sowtay sowmmonay a la Monseigneur, his soufflosion of oogs
184.31 with somekat on toyast à la Mère Puard, his Poggadovies alla
184.32 Fenella, his Frideggs à la Tricarême) in what was meant for a
184.33 closet (Ah ho! If only he had listened better to the four masters
184.34 that infanted him Father Mathew and Le Père Noble and Pastor
184.35 Lucas and Padre Aguilar —— not forgetting Layteacher Baudwin!
184.36 Ah ho!) His costive Satan's antimonian manganese limolitmious
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