038.01 occasion of the happy escape, for a crowning of pot valiance,

038.02 this regional platter, benjamin of bouillis, with a spolish olive to

038.03 middlepoint its zaynith, was marrying itself (porkograso!) ere-

038.04 busqued very deluxiously with a bottle of Phenice-Bruerie '98,

038.05 followed for second nuptials by a Piessporter, Grand Cur, of

038.06 both of which cherished tablelights (though humble the bounquet

038.07 tis a leaman's farewell) he obdurately sniffed the cobwebcrusted

038.08 corks.

[038.09-039.13]: the wife tells Reverend Browne — he, as Nolan, tells Philly Thurnston.

038.09      Our cad's bit of strife (knee Bareniece Maxwelton) with a quick

038.10 ear for spittoons (as the aftertale hath it) glaned up as usual with

038.11 dumbestic husbandry (no persicks and armelians for thee, Pom-

038.12 ranzia!) but, slipping the clav in her claw, broke of the matter

038.13 among a hundred and eleven others in her usual curtsey (how

038.14 faint these first vhespers womanly are, a secret pispigliando, amad

038.15 the lavurdy den of their manfolker!) the next night nudge one

038.16 as was Hegesippus over a hup a' chee, her eys dry and small and

038.17 speech thicklish because he appeared a funny colour like he

038.18 couldn't stood they old hens no longer, to her particular reverend,

038.19 the director, whom she had been meaning in her mind primarily

038.20 to speak with (hosch, intra! jist a timblespoon!) trusting, between

038.21 cuppled lips and annie lawrie promises (mighshe never have

038.22 Esnekerry pudden come Hunanov for her pecklapitschens!) that

038.23 the gossiple so delivered in his epistolear, buried teatoastally in

038.24 their Irish stew would go no further than his jesuit's cloth, yet

038.25 (in vinars venitas! volatiles valetotum!) it was this overspoiled

038.26 priest Mr Browne, disguised as a vincentian, who, when seized

038.27 of the facts, was overheard, in his secondary personality as a

038.28 Nolan and underreared, poul soul, by accident -- if, that is, the

038.29 incident it was an accident for here the ruah of Ecclectiastes

038.30 of Hippo outpuffs the writress of Havvah-ban-Annah -- to

038.31 pianissime a slightly varied version of Crookedribs confidentials,

038.32 (what Mere Aloyse said but for Jesuphine's sake!) hands between

038.33 hahands, in fealty sworn (my bravor best! my fraur!) and, to the

038.34 strains of The Secret of Her Birth, hushly pierce the rubiend

038.35 aurellum of one Philly Thurnston, a layteacher of rural science

038.36 and orthophonethics of a nearstout figure and about the middle