RM23 Boon on begyndelse.
RM24 At maturing daily gloryaims!f107
RM25 A flink dab for a freck dive and a stern poise for a swift pounce was frankily at the manual arith sure enough which was the bekase he knowed from his cradle, no bird better, why his ten fingures were giving him whatfor to fife with. First, by observation, there came LM80 boko and nigh him wigworms
and nigh him tittlies and nigh him cheekadeekchimples and nigh him pickpocket with pickpocketpumb, pickpocketpoint, pickpocketprod, pickpocketpromise and upwithem.f108 Holy Joe in lay Eden. And anyhows always after them the dimpler he weighed the fonder fell he of his null four lovedroyd curdinals, LM81 his element curdinal numen and his enement curdinal marryng and his epulent curdinal weisswassh and his eminent curdinal Kay O'Kay. Always would he be areciting of them|14, hoojahs koojahsº,14| up by rota in his Fanden's Catachysm, from fursed to laced, quickmarch to decemvers, so as to pin the tenners, thumbs down. And anon and aldays, strues yerthere, would he wile arecreating em and ingreasing em and moultipiecing em rightleft by lumerous ways, caiuscounting in the scale of pin puff pive piff, piff puff pive poo, poo puff pive pree, pree puff pive pfoor, pfoor puff pive pippive, poopive, f109 Niall Dhu,
Foughty Unn, Enoch Thortig, endso one, like to pitch of your cap, pac, on to tin tall spillicans.f110 To sum, LM82 borus pew notus pew eurus pew zipher. Ace, deuce, tricks, quarts, quims. Mumtiplay of course and carry to their whole number. While on the other hand, traduced by their comedy nominators to the loafer's terms for their aloquent parts, sexes, suppers, oglers, novels and dice.f111 He could find (the rakehelly!) by practice the valuse of thine-to-mine articles with no reminder and, for the equality of reations, with the helpings from his tables improduce fullmin to trumblers, links unto chains, weys in Nuffolk till tods of Yorek, oozies ad libs and several townsends several hundreds and civil-to-civil imperious gallants to gells (Irish), bringing alliving stone allaughing down to grave clothnails and a LM83 league of achers, fools and lurchers under the rude rule of fumb. What signifieth whole thatf112 but, be all the prowess of ten, 'tis as strange to relate he, nonparile to reed, rite and reckan, caught allmeals dull marks for his nucleud and alegobrew. They wouldn't took bearings no how anywheres. O them doddhunters and allanights, aahs and baas for agnomes, yees and zees for incognits, bate him up jerrybly! |14Worse nor herman dororrhea.14| Give you the fantods, seemed to him. They ought to told you every last word first stead of trying every which way to kinder smear it out poison long. Show that the
median, LM84 hce che ech, interecting at roide angles the parilegs of a given obtuse one biscuts both the arcs that are in curveachord behind. Brickbaths. The family umbroglia. A Tullagrove
polef113 to the Height of County Fearmanagh has a septain inclinaisonf114 and the graphplot for all the functions in Lower County Monachan, whereat samething is rivisible by nighttim, may be involted into the zeroic couplet, pall's pell in his heventh gleike noughty times LM85 ∞, find, if you are not literally cooefficient, how minney combinaisies and permutandies can be played on the international surd ¡pthwndxrclzp!, hids cubid rute being extracted, taking anan illitterettes, ififif at a tom. Answers (for teasers only).f115 Ten, twent, thirt, see, ex and three icky totchty ones. From solation to solution. Imagine the twelve deaferended dumbbawls of the whowl abovebeugled to be the contonuation through regeneration of the urutteration of the word in pregross. It follows that, if the two antesedents be bissyclitties and the three comeseekwenchers trundletrikes, then, |14Aysha Lalipat behidden on the footplate,14| LM86 Big Whigglerf116 restant upsittuponable, the NCRf117 presents to us |14(tandem year at lasted length!)14| an ottomantic turquo-indaco of pictorial shine by pictorial shimmer so long as|14, gad of the gidday,14| pictorial summer, viridorefulvid, lits asheen;
but (lenz alack lends a lot), if this habby cyclic redor be outraciously enviolated, by a merelin roundtableturning, like knuts in maze, the zitas runnind hare and dart, f118 with the yeggs in their muddle, |14like a seven of wingless arrows,14| hodgepadge, thump, kick and hurry, all boy more missis blong him he race quickfeller all same hogglepiggle longa house blong him, |14f11914| while LM87 the catched and dodged exarx seems himmulteemiously to beem |14(he wins her headº! he falls to tail!)14| the ersed ladest mand |14f12014| and |14(uhu and uhud!)14| the losed farce on erroroots,f121 twalegged poneys and threehandled dorkeys (madahoy, morahoy, lugahoy, jogahoyaway), MPM brings us a rainborne LM88 pamtomomiom aquilavant to (cat my dogs, if I baint dingbusted like everything!) kaksitoista volts yksitoista volts kymmenen volts yhdeksan volts kahdeksan volts seitseman volts kuusi volts viisi volts nelja volts kolme volts kaksi volts yksi|14, allahthallacamellatedº caravan series,º14| to the finish of helve's fractures.f122 LM89 In outher wards, one from
five, one from fives two, two to fives one millamills with a mill and a half a mill and twos fives fives of bullyclavers. For a surview over all the factionables see Iris in the Evenine's World.f123 Binomeans to be comprendered. Inexcessible as thy by god ways. The aximones. And their prostulutes.
For his neuralgiabrows. Equal to = aosch.
RM27 So, bagdad, after those initials falls and that primary taincture, as I know and you know yourself, begath, and the arab in the ghetto knows better, by nettur, nor anymeade or persan, comic cuts and series exerxeses always were to be capered in Casey's, frost book of, page torn on dirty, to be hacked, ever so new, at LM90 Hickey's, huckster, Wellington's Iron Bridge, and so, by long last, as it would shuffle out, must he to trump adieu atout atous to those cardinhands he a big deal missed, LM91 radmachrees and rossecullinans and blagpikes in suitclover. Dear hearts of my counting, would he revoke them, forewheel to packnumbers, and, the time being no help fort, plates to lick one and turn over.
RM28 Problem ye ferst, construct ann aquilittoral dryankle. Probe loom! With his primal handstoe in his sole salivarium. LM92 Concoct an equoangular trilitter.f124 On the name of the tizzer and off the tongs and off the mythametical tripods. Beatsoon.
RM29 Can you nei do her, numb? asks Dolph,f125 suspecting the answer know. Oikkont, ken you, ninny? asks Kev,f126 expecting the answer guess.f127 Nor was the noer long disappointed for, easiest of kisshams, he was made vicewise. Oc, tell it to oui, do, Sem! Well, 'tis oil thusly.
LM93 First mull a mugfull of mud, son. |14f12814| Oglores,
the virtuoser prays, olorum! What the D.V. would I do that for? That's a goosey's ganswer you're for giving me, he is told, what the Deva would you do that for?f129 Now, sknow royal road to Puddlin, take your mut for a first beginning, big to bog, back to bach. LM94 Anny liffle mud which cometh out of Mam will doob, I guess. A.1. Amnium instar. And to find a locus for an alp get a howlth on her bayrings as a prisme O and for a second O unbox your compasses. I cain but are you able? Amicably nod. Gu it! So let's seth off betwain us. Prompty? Mux your pistany at a point of the
coastmap to be called α but pronounced olfa. There's the isle of Mun, ah! O! 'Tis just. Bene!
Now, whole in applepine erdorf130 (for — husk, hisk, a spirit spires — Dolph, dean of idlers, meager suckling of gert stoan, though barekely in his balbose boy, he too — venite praeteriti, f131 sine mora dumque de entibus nascituris decentius in lingua romana mortuorum parva chartula liviana ostenditur, sedentes in
laetitia super ollas carnium, spectantes immo situm lutetiae unde auspiciis secundis tantae consurgent humanae stirpes, antiquissimam flaminum amborum Jordani et Jambaptistae mentibus revolvamus sapientiam: totum tute fluvii modo mundo fluere, eadem quae ex aggere fututa fuere iterum intra alveum fore futura, quodlibet sese ipsum per aliudpiam agnoscere contrarium, omnem demum amnem ripis
rivalibus amplectif132 — recurrently often, when him moved he would cake their chair, coached ribolliumtending mikes of his same and over his own choirage at Backlane univarsity, among of which pupal souaves the pizdrool was pulled up, bred and battered,
for a dillon a dollar,f133 changing letters for them vice o' verse to bronze mottes and blending tschemes for em in tropadores and doublecrossing twofold truths and devising tingling tailwords too whilest, cunctant that another would finish his sentence for him, he 'druider smilabit eggways f134 ned, he would, to don't say nothing, so prim, and pick upon his ten ordinailed ungles, trying to undo with his teeth the knots made by his tongue, retelling humself by the math hour, long as he's brood, a reel of funnish ficts apout the shee, how faust of all and on segund thoughts and the third's the charmhim girlalove and fourthermore and filthily with bag from Oxatown and baroccidents and proper accidence and hoptohill and hexenshoes, in fine the whole damning letter; and, in point of feet, when he landed in ourland's leinsterf135 of saved and solomnones for the twicedhecame time off Lipton's strongbowed launch, the Lady Eva, in a tan soute of sailsf136 he converted its natives, name saints, young ordnands, maderaheads and old unguished P.T. Publikums, through the medium of znigznaks with sotiric zeal, to put off the barcelonas f137 from their peccaminous corpulums (Gratings, Mr Dane!) and
kiss on their bottes (Master!) as often as they came within bloodshot of that other familiar temple and showed em the celestine way to by his tristar and his flop hattrick and his perry humdrum dumb and numb nostrums that he larned in Hymbuktu; f138 and that same gallo-roman cultous is very prevailend up to this windiest of laud-have-miseries all over what was beforeaboots a land of nods, in spite of all the bloot, all the braim, all the brawm, all the brile, that was shod, that were shat, that was shuk all the while, for our massangrey if mosshungry people at the Wickerworks f139 still hold
ford to their healing andf140 byleave in the old weighs downupon the Swanny innovated by him, the prence di Propagandi, the chrism for the christmass, the pillar of the perished and the rock o' ralereality, and it is veritably belied, we belove, that not allsods of esoupcans that's in the queen's pottagepots and not allfines of greendgold that the Indus contains would ever hinduce them (o.p.) to steeplechange back, once from their ophis workship and twice on sundiscs, to their ancient flash and crash habits of old Pales time ere beam slewed cablef141 or Derzherr, live wire, fired Benjermine Funkling outa th'Empyre, sin righthand son; which (h.o.o.p.t.), cummal, having listed curefully to his blessed by Pointer the Grace's continental's curses, pummel, apostrophised Byrne's and Flaming's and Furniss's and Bill Hayses's and Ellishly Haught's, hoo, they (a.t.W.), sick or whole, stiff or sober, let drop as a doombody drops, without another ostrovgods' word eitherways, in their own lineal descendance, as priesto as paddywhack,f142 coal on: f143 and, |14as we gang along to gigglehouse,14| talking of molniacs' manias and missions made to scotch the schlang and leathercoats for murty magdies, of course this has blameall in that medeoturanian world to say to the interlooking and the underlacking of her twentynine shifts or his private's jidgments f144 when, so to put it, disparito, duspurudo, desterrado, despertieu, or, saving his presents for his own onefriend Beveradge, conn the shaughraun; but to return for a mere moment from the reptile's agef145 to the coxswain on the first landing (page Ainée Rivière!), if the pretty Lady Elisabbess, Hotel des Ruines — she laid her batsleeve for him two trueveres tell (Loves. On the Ides of Valentine's, at Idleness, Floods Area, Isolade, Liv's
lonely daughter, with the Comes Tichiami, of Primavista, Abroad, suddenly), and beauty alone of all dares say when now, uncrowned,
deceptered, in what niche of timef146 is Shee, or where in the rose world trysting, that was the belle of La Chapelle, shapely Liselle, and the peg-of-my-heart of all the tompull, or on whose limbs-to-lave her semicupiose eyes now kindling themselves are brightning, f147 O Shee who then (4.32 m.p., old time, to be precise, accordant to all three doctors' waterburies, that was MacAuliffe and poor MacBeth and poor old MacGhimley, to the tickleticks, of the synchronisms, all lauschening, a time also confirmed seven sincuries later by the quatren medical johnny, poor old MacAdoo Aboo MacDollett, with notary,f148 whose presence was required by the law of Devine-Foresygth and the decretal of the Douge) who, after the first complimentsf149 med darkist daylight, gave him then that vantage of a Blinkensope's cuddlebath at her proper mitts — if she then, the then that matters — but, seigneur!, she could never have forefelt, as she yet will fearfeel, when the lovenext breaks out, such a coolcold douche as him, the totterer, the four-flights-the-charmer, doubling back in nowtimef150 bymby when saltwater he wash him these iselands, O alors!, to mount miss (the wooeds of Fogloot!) under that chemise de fer and a vartryproof name, Multalusi (would it wash?), with a cheek white peaceful as, shall we say, a single professed claire'sf151 and his washawash tubatubtub and his diagonoser's lampblick to pure wher they where hornest girls, to buy her in, par jure, if you plait, nunc and tunc and for simper, and other duel mavourneens in plurible numbers from Arklow Vikloe to Louth super Lusk, come messes, come mams, and touch your spottprice (for 'twas he was the born suborner, man), on behalf of an oldest ablished firma of winebakers, Lagrima und Gemiti, later on, his craft ebbing, invoked by the unirish title Grindings og Nash,f152 the
One and Only, Unic bar None, lastly of Saint Yves by Landsend corner, man — ship me silver!, it must have been, faw!, a terrible mavrue mavrone to synamite up the old Adam-he-used-to, such a finalley, and that's flat as Tut's fut, for whowhowho?, the poour girl, a lonely peggy, given the bird, so iseulated as Crampton's peartree (she shall earn bitter bed by that sweet of her face!), and short wonder so manny of the tomthick and tarry members in all there
sobsequious ages of our timocracy upped to console with her at her mirrorable gracewindow'd hutf153 till the ives of Manx, the O'Kneels and the O'Prayins and the O'Hyens of Lochlaunstown and the O'Hollerins of Staineybooter, hollyboys all, burryripe, who'll buy?, f154 in juwelietry and kickychoses and madornaments and that's not the finis of it (would it were!) — but to think of him founding a nelliza the second,f155 also clipt buss (the best was still there if the torso was gone), where he did and when he did, retriever to the lastf156 — escapes my forgetness now was it dustcovered, nom de Lieu!, on Waterlow raid or street down, through, for or from a foe, by, with or on a friend, at the Rectory? Vicarage Road? Bishop's Folly? Papesthorpe?, after picket fences, stonewalls, out and ins or oxers — for merry a valsehood whisprit he to minny a lilying earling;f157 and to try to analyse that ambo's pair of braceleans akwart the rollyon trying to amarm allf158 of that miching micher's bearded but insensible virility and its gaulish mousetaches Dammad and Groany into her limited (tufftuff, que tu es pitre!) lapse at the same slapse for towelling endsf159 in their delightful Sexsex home, Somehow-at-Sea (O little oily head, sloper's brow and prickled ears!), as though he, a notoriety, a foist edition, were a wrigular writher neonovene babe!f160 — well, diarmuee and
granyou and Vae Vinctis, if that is what lamoor that of gentle breast rathe is intaken seems circling towards out yondest |14(it's life that's all chokered by that batch of grim rushers)14| heaven holp his hindmost and, mark me, if the so greatly displeaced diorems in the Saint Lubbock's Day number of that most improving of roundshows, Spice and Westend Woman (utterly exhausted before publication, indiapepper edition shortly), are for our indices, it agins to pear like it par my fay and there is no use for your pastripreaching for to cheese it either or praying fresh fleshblood claspers of young catholick throats on Huggin Greenf161 to take warnung by the trispast, why?, bycows Q man, in shirt, is how he is più la gonna è mobile and / they wonot do ut; and an you could peep inside the cerebralised saucepan of this our illwinded goodfornobody you would see in his house of thoughtsam (was you, that is, decontaminated enough to look discarnate) what a jetsam litterage of
convolvuli of times lost or strayed, of lands derelict or sunk and of tongues laggin too, beached, bashed and beaushelled à la Mer, and not only that but, by searchlighting longa yamsayore pharahead into faturity, your own convolvulis, pickninny capman, would real to jazztfancy the novo takingplace of what stale words whilom were woven with and fitted fairly featly for; so; and equally so the crame of the whole faustian fustian, whether your launer's lightsome or your soulard's schwearmood, is that, whenas the swiftshut soareyes of our pupilteachertaut duplex will hark back to lark to you symibellically that, though a day be as dense as a decade, no mouth has the might to set a mearbound to the march of a landsmaul, |14f16214| in half a sylb, helf a solb, holf a salb onwardf163 the beast of boredom, common sense, lurking gyrographically down inside his loose Eating S.S. collar is gogoing to whisht to you sternly — Plutonic lovelinks twinxt Platonic yearlings — how) you must, haw, in undivided reawlity, draw the line somewhawre.
RM30 Coss? Cossist? Your parn! You, you make what name? (And in truth, as a poor soul is between shift and shift ere the death he has lived through becomes the life he is to die into, he or he had albut — he was rickets as to reasons but the balance of his minds was stables — lost himself or himself some somnione sciupiones, so swhitchoverswetch had he or
he gazed, murphy come, murphy go, murphy plant, murphy grow, a maryamyriameliamurphies, in the lazily eye of his lapis, LM95 Vieus Von |14DVbLIn, DVbLIn —
|ait was 'twasºa| one of doze
deamsº |adotties |bdatties
|cdatters darkiesc|b|a| ding in dewood —º14| the Turnpike under the Great Elm with Mearingstone in Foreground.)
f164 Given now ann linch you take enn all. Allow me. And, heaving alljawbreakical expressions out of old Sare Isaac'sf165 universal of specious aristmystic unsaide, A is for Anna like L is for
liv. LM96 Ahahahah, Ante Ann, you're apt to ape aunty annalive! Dawn gives rise. Lo, lo, lives love! Eve takes fall. La, la, laugh leaves alass! Aiaiaiai, Antiann, we're last to the lost, Loulou! 'Tis perfect. Now (lens
your dappled eye here, mine's presbyoperian, shill und wall), we see the copyink strayed line AL (in Fig., the forest), from being continued, stops ait Lambday. f166 Modder ilond there too. Allow me anchore. I bring down noth and carry awe. Now then, take this in! One of the most murmurable loose carollaries ever Ellis threw his cookingclass. LM97 With Olaf as centrum and Olaf's lambtail for his spokesman circumscript a cyclone. Allow ter! Hoop! As round as the calf of an egg! O, dear me! O, dear me now! Another grand discobely! |14After Makefearsome's |+Ocean. Ocean!º+|14| You've actuary entducked one! Quok! Why, you haven't a passer! Fantastic! Early clever, surely doomed, to Swift's, alas, the galehus! Match of a matchness, LM98 like your Bigdud Dadder in the bouedeville song, Gorotsky Gollovar's Troubles, raucking his flavourite turvku in the smukking precincts of lydias,f167 with Mary Owens and Dolly Monks seesidling to edge his cropulence and Blake-Roche, Kingston and Dockrell auriscenting him from afurz. Doweth knoweth him, our papacocopotl,f168 Abraham Bradley King (tingting! tingting!)? By his magmasine fall. Lumps, lavas and all. |14f16914| Bene! But, thunder and turf, it's not alover yet. One recalls Byzantium. The mystery repeats itself todate as our callback mothar Gaudyanna, that was daughter to a tanner,f170 used to sing, as I think, now and then consinuously over her possetpot in her quer
homolocous humminbass hesterdie and istherdie and forivorf171 and for a night of thoughtsendyures and a day. As Great Shapesphere puns it. Vanissas Vanistatums! LM99 In effect. I remumble, from the yules gone by, purr lil murrer of myhind, so she used indeed. When she give me the Sundaclouths she hung up for Tate and Comyng and snuffed out the ghost in the candle at his old game of haunt the sleepper. Faithful departed. When I'm dreaming back like that I begins to see we're only all telescopes. Or the comeallyoum of sands. Like when I dromed I was in Dairy and was wuckened up with thump in thudderdown. Rest in peace! But to return. |14f17214| What a wonderful memory you have too! Twonderful morrowy! Straorbinaire! Bene! I bring town eau and curry nothung up my sleeve. Now, springing quickenly
from the mudland Loosh from Luccan with Allhim as her Elder tetraturn a somersault. All's fair on all fours, as my instructor unstrict me. Watch! And you'll have the whole inkle. Allow, allow! Gyre O, gyre O, gyrotundo! Hop lala! As umpty herum as your seat! O, dear me, that was very nesse! Very nace indeed! And makes us a daintical pair of accomplasses! lm100 You allus for the kunst and me for omething with a handel to it. Bene! Now, as will pressantly be felt, there's tew tricklesome poinds where our twain of doubling bicirculars, mating approxemetely in their suite poi and poi, dunloop into eath the ocher. Lucihere! I fee where you
mea. The doubleviewed seeds. Nun, lemmas quatsch, vide pervoys akstiom, and I think as I'm squeezing the limon stickme punktum but I'd likelong|14, by Araxes,14| to mack a capital Pee for Pride down there on the batomf173 lm101 and let you go|14, Airmienious,14| and orrange your modest mock Pie out of Humbles up your end. Where your apexojesus will be a point of order. With a geign groan grunt and a croak click cluck.f174 And my faceage kink and kurkle trying to make keek peep. |14f17514| Are you right there, Michael, are you right? Do you think you can hold on by sitting tight? Well, of course, it's awful angelous. Still I don't feel it's so dangelous. Ay, I'm right here, Nickel, and I'll write. Singing the top line why it suits me mikey fine. But|14, yaghags hogwarts and |aarlaquinouthiance arrahquinouthianceºa|,14| it's the muddest thick that was ever heard dump |14since Eggsmather got smothered in the plap of the pfan14|. Now, to compleat anglers, |14beloved birouthiarnº and hushtokan hishtakatsch,14| for semenal rations join alfa pea and pull loose by dotties and, to be more sparematically logoical, eelpie and paleale by trunkles. Allow me align while I encloud especious. The nike done it. Like pah. f176 I peh. Innate little bondery. And as plane as a pokestiff.f177 Now, aqua in buccat, lm102 I'll make you to see figuratleavely the whome of your eternal
geomater. Where Hoddum and Heave, our monsterbilker, bauked his bawd of parodies. And if you flung her headdress on her from under her highlows you'd wheeze whyse Salmonson set his seel on a hexengown.f178 Hissss! Arrah, go on! Fin for fun? You've spat your shower, syphsyph like a son of Sibernia. But let's have at it! Subtend to me now! Pisk! Outer serpumstances being ekewilled, we carefully, if she pleats, lift up by her seam, hem and jabote at the spidsiest of her trickkikant (like thousands done before since fillies calpered.
Ocone! Ocone!) the maidsapron of our A.L.P., fearfully!, till its nether nadir is vortically where (allow me aright to two cute winkles) its naval's napex will have to beandbe. lm103 You must proach nearmear for at is dark. |14Lob.14| And fight your match. |14Jeldy!14| And this is what you'll say.f179 For addn't we to gayatsee with Puhll the Punkah's bell? Waaaaaa. Tch! Sluice! Pla! And there, redneck (your sow to the duble!), mygh and thy, the living spit of dead waters, |14f18014| fastness firm of Hurdlebury Fenn, discinct and isopleural in its sixuous parts, flument, fluvey and fluteous, middenwedge of its stream's your muddy old triagonal delta, fiho miho, plain for you now, appia lippia pluvaville (hop the hula, girls!), the no niggard spot of her safety vulve, our first of all usquiluteral threeingles (and why wouldn't she sit cresslogged like the lass that lured a tailor?), the constant of fluxion, Mahamewetma, pride of the province, |14f18114| and, when that tidled boare rutches up from the Afrantic, Allaph Quaran's his bett und bier.f182
lm104 Paa lickam laa, all lickam pal! This it is an her. You see her it. Which it whom you see it is her her. And if you could go a neggbetter we'd soon see some raff and some scrumble riffa. Quicks herit fossyending. Quef! So post that to your pape and smarket. And you can haul up that languil pennant, mate. I've read your tunc's dimissage. For, let it be taken that her littlenist is of no magnetude or, again, let it be granted that Doll the laziest can be dissimulant with all respects from Doll the fiercst, thence must any whatyoulike in the power of empthood be either lm105 greater THAN or less THAN the unitate we have in one or hence shall the vectorious readyeyes of evertwo circumflickerent searclhers never film in the elipsities of their gyribouts those fickers which are returnally reprodictive of themselves.f183 Which is unpassible. Quarrellary. The logos of somewome to that base anything, when most characteristically mantissaminus, comes to nullum in the endth:f184 orso, here is nowet badder than the sin of Aha with his cosin Lil, verswaysed on coverswised, and all that's consecants and cotangincies till Perpperp stops repippinghim, since her redtangles are all abscissans, for limitsing this tendency of our paradismic perimutter, Frivulteeny Sexuagesima, f185 lm106 to expense herselfs as sphere as possible in all directions on the bend of the unbridalled, the infinisissismalls of her facets becoming manier and manier as the calicolum of her umdescribables (one has thoughts of that eternal
Rome) shrinks from schurtiness
to scherts.f186 Scholium: there are trist sigheds to everysing but ichs on the freed brings euchs to the feared. Qued? Mother of us all! O, dear me, look at that now! I don't know is it your spictre or my omination but I'm glad you dimentioned it! My Lourde! My Lourde! If that aint just the beatenest lay I ever see! And a superpbosition! Quoint a quincidence! O.K. lm107 Omnius Kollidimus. As Ollover Krumwall sayed when he slepped über his grannyamather. |14Kangaroose feathers.º14| Who in the name of thunder'd ever belevin you were that bolt? But you're holy mooxed and gaping up the wrong palcef187 as if you was seeheeing the gheist that stays forenenst, you blessed simpletop domefool! Where's your belested loiternan's lamp? You must lap wandret down the bluishing refluction below. Her trunk's not her braindbox. Hear where the bolgylines. Yseen here the puncture. See her good. Luck! So he done it. lm108 Well, well, well, well, well! O Dee, O Dee, that's very lovely! We like Simperspreach Hammeltones to fellow Selvertunes O'Haggans. |14f188 When he rolls over his ars and shows the hise of his heels.14| |14Very lively entirely Vely lovely entilely14|! |14Like a yangsheepstangº with the tsifengtse.14| So analytical plausible! And, be the powers of Moll Kelly, neighbour topsowyer, it will be a lozenge to me all my lauffe.f189 More better twofeller we been speak copperads. Ever thought about Guinness's? And the regrettable Parson Rome's advice?
Want to join the police? f190 You know, you were alwise one of the bright ones, since a foot made you an unmentionable, fakes. You know, you're the divver's own smart gossoon, aequal to yoursell and anigel to anglyother, so you are, hoax! You know, you'll be dampned, so you will, one of these invernal days, but you will be, carrotty.f191
RM31 lm109 Whereapool, gayed that when he stop look time he stop long ground who here hurry he would have ever the lothst word, with a sweet me ah err eye ear marie to reat from the jacob'sf192 and a slypull for toothsake of his armjaws at the slidepage of de Vere Foster, would, would and could, candydissing P.
Kevin, to fress up the rinnerung and to ate by hart (leo, I read, such is spanish, escribibis, all your mycoscoups), wont to nibbleh ravenostonnoriously ihs mum to me in bewonderment of his chipper chuthor (for while that Other by the halp of his creactive mind offered to deleberate
the mass from the booty of fight, our Same with the holp of the bounty of food sought to delubberate the mess from his corructive mund) with his muffetee cuffs ownconsciously grafficking with his sinister cyclopes after trigamies and spirals' wobbles pursuiting their rovinghamilton selves and godolphing in fairlove to see around the waste of noland's browne jesusf193 (thur him no quartos!) till that on him so poorin sweat lm110 the juggaleer's veins (quench his quill!) in his napier scrag stud out bursthright tamquam
taughtropes. |14(Spry him! Callº a bloodlekar! Where's Dr Brassenaarse?)º14| Es war itwas in his priesterrite. O He Must Suffer! From this misbelieving feacemaker to his noncredible fancyflame.f194 Ask for Bosthoon, late for Mass, pray for the blaablaablack sheep. (Sure, you could wright anny pippap passage, Eye bet, as foyne as that moultylousy Erewhig yerself, mick! Nock the muddy nickers!f195 Christ's Church varses Bellial!) Dear and he went on to scripple gentlemine born, milady bread, lm111 he would pen for her, he would pine for her, |14f19614| how he would patpun fun for all |14f19714| with his frolicky frowner so and his glumsome grinner otherso. And how are you, waggy?f198 My animal is sorrafool! And trieste, ah trieste ate I my liver! Se non è vero son trovatore. O jerry! He was soso, harriot all! He was sadfellow, steifel! He was mistermysterion. Like a pyrate out of pensionce with a gouvernament job. All moanday, tearsday, wailsday, thumpsday, frightday, shatterday till the fear of the Law. Look at his twitchers! He was quisquis, floored on his plankraft of shittim wood. Look at him! lm112 Sink deep or touch not the Cartesian spring! Want more ashes, griper? Now diesmal he was lying low on his rawside laying siege to goblin castle. And, bezouts that, now hyenasmeal he was laying him long on his laughside lying sack to croakpartridge. (Be thou wars of Rolaf's intestions!
quoths the Bhagavat biskop Leech.) Ann opes tipoo soon ear. If you could me lendtill my pascol's kondyl, sahib, and the price of a plate of poultice. Punked. With best apolojigs and merry money thanks to self for all the clericals and again begs guerdon for bistrispissing on your bunificence. lm113 Well, wiggywiggywagtail, and how are you, yaggy? With a capital Tea for Thirst. From here Buvard to dear Picuchet. Blott.
RM32 Now (peel your eyes, muggins, and brush your saton hat, me elementator joyclid, son of a Butt! She's mine, Jow low jure,f199 be Skibbering's eagles, sweet tart of Whiteknees Archway) watch him, having caught at the bifurking calamum in his bolsillos, the onelike underworp he had ever funnet in without difficultads, the aboleshqvick, signing away in happinext complete. lm114 (Exquisite. Game of inspiration! I always adored your hand. So could I too and without the scrape of a pen. Ohr for oral, key for crib, olchedolche and a lunge ad lib. Can you write us a last line? From Smith-Jones-Orbison?) Intricatedly in years, jirryalimpaloop. And i Romain to fallthere at bare feet, hurryaswormarose. Hp u bn gd grl.f200 Und alws my thts. Two dies of one rafflement. Eche bennyache. Outstamp and distribute him at the expanse of his society. To be continued. Anon.
RM33 And ook, ook, ook, fanky! All the charicturesf201 in the drame! This is how San Holypolypools.
And this, pardonsky!, is the way Romeopullupaleaps.f202 Pose the pen, man, way me does. Way Ole Missa Yellatooth fust show me how. Fourth power to her illpogue! lm115 Bould strokes for your life! Tip! This is Steal, this is Barke, this is Starn, this is Swhipt, this is Wiles, this is Pshaw, this are Dibbllinnbbayyates. |14f20314| This is brave Danny weeping his spache for the popers. This is cool Connolly wiping his hearth with brave Danny. And this, lm116 regard!, is how Chawleses Skewered paraparnelligoes between brave Danny boy and the Connolly. Upanishadem! Top. Spoken hath L'Arty Magory. Ergobragh! Prouf! f204
RM34 And Kev was wreathed with his pother.
RM35 But (that Jacoby feeling again for forebitten fruit! and, my Georgeous, Kevvy too he just loves his puppadums, I judge!) after all his autocratic writings of paraboles of famellicurbs and meddlied muddlingisms, thee faroots hof cullchaw end ate citrawn, lm117 woodint wun able rep of the triperforator awlrite blast through his pergaman
hit him where he lived and do for the blessted selfchuruls, what I think, smarter like it done for a manny another unpious of the hairydary quare quandary firstlings till at length, you one bladdy bragger, by mercystroke he measured his earth anyway? could not but reckon in his adder's badder cadder way our frankson who, to be plain, he fight him all time twofeller longa kill dead finish
blong you, was misocain. Wince
wan's won! Rip!f205 And his countinghands rose.
RM36 Formalisa. Loves deathhow simple!