strewing, the strikingly shining, the twittingly twinkling,º & asº he uranographically remarkedº the lamplights of lovers)º in the Beyondº

Up they gazed skyward to stardomº while in his girleen's ear that loveless loverº sinless sinnerº breathedº

— How gentlemanlike am I, Issy. I never hurt the feelings of another?º

— And, Tris, what a sweet nature is mine, is not it?

It wasn't exactly anything he said or it wasn't anything he actually did but all the same it was smthg about him like the way he was always sticking his finger into his trousers pocketsº & then sticking it into his eye like a borny baby, the great big slobº or the once she dropped her ittly ittly hankyfuss & the way so graceful he picked it up with his ^|1near^1| hoof and footed it up ^|1so^1| politefully to her ittly ittly nibbleurs. ^|1She was tearing.^1|

— Go away instantly, she cried roared, you scum!

— Perfect, he said, you bloody bitchº

He took French leave of her & circulated as bidden. Before many instants had passed she let out a whistle. Hearing his name called most sagaciously he ceased to walk about & turned on her, his look now charged with purpose seemed to sayº

— Curse your stinking putrid soul to hell^|1, you thing,^1| & all belonged to youº

— No, come back, she ogled. Forget me not. I do so want you.

— It is perfect, her all but nephew said.

Having already stoppedº he turned and circulated in reverse direction and presently halted vis a visº his soon to be aunt who welcomed him as she said:

— How nobly you have responded to our call, loyal one.