Mindmaps by Linda Lotiel

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050.01 of undiscernibles where the Baxters and the Fleshmans may

050.02 they cease to bidivil uns and (but at this poingt though the iron

050.03 thrust of his cockspurt start might have prepared us we are well-

050.04 nigh stinkpotthered by the mustardpunge in the tailend) this

050.05 outandin brown candlestock melt Nolan's into peese! Han var.

050.06 Disliken as he was to druriodrama, her wife Langley, the prophet,

050.07 and the decentest dozendest short of a frusker whoever stuck his

050.08 spickle through his spoke, disappeared, (in which toodooing he

050.09 has taken all the French leaves unveilable out of Calomne-

050.10 quiller's Pravities) from the sourface of this earth, that austral

050.11 plain he had transmaried himself to, so entirely spoorlessly (the

050.12 mother of the book with a dustwhisk tabularasing his obliteration

050.13 done upon her involucrum) as to tickle the speculative to all but

050.14 opine (since the Levey who might have been Langley may have

050.15 really been a redivivus of paganinism or a volunteer Vousden)

050.16 that the hobo (who possessed a large amount of the humoresque)

050.17 had transtuled his funster's latitat to its finsterest interrimost. Bhi

050.18 she. Again, if Father San Browne, tea and toaster to that quaint-

050.19 esttest of yarnspinners is Padre Don Bruno, treu and troster to

050.20 the queen of Iar-Spain, was the reverend, the sodality director,

050.21 that eupeptic viceflayer, a barefaced carmelite, to whose palpi-

050.22 tating pulpit (which of us but remembers the rarevalent and

050.23 hornerable Fratomistor Nawlanmore and Brawne.) sinning society

050.24 sirens (see the [Roman Catholic] presspassim) fortunately became

050.25 so enthusiastically attached and was an objectionable ass who very

050.26 occasionally cockaded a raffles ticket on his hat which he wore all

050.27 to one side like the hangle of his pan (if Her Elegance saw him

050.28 she'd have the canary!) and was semiprivately convicted of mal-

050.29 practices with his hotwashed tableknife (glossing over the cark

050.30 in his pocket) that same snob of the dunhill, fully several year-

050.31 schaums riper, encountered by the General on that redletter

050.32 morning or maynoon jovesday and were they? Fuitfuit.

[050.33-051.20]: the difficulty of identifying the man asked to tell the story — his appearance has much changed.

050.33 When Phishlin Phil wants throws his lip 'tis pholly to be fortune

050.34 flonting and whoever's gone to mix Hotel by the salt say water

050.35 there's nix to nothing we can do for he's never again to sea. It

050.36 is nebuless an autodidact fact of the commonest that the shape of

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