for Jaun, bythe way, was by the way of becoming (I think, I hope he was)the most purely human being that ever was called man, loving allup and down the whole creation from Sampson's tyke to Jones'ssprat and from the King of all Wrenns down … [Leer más...]

asking coy one after sloy one had she read Irish leggindsand gently reproving one that the ham of her hom could beseen below her hem and whispering another aside, as lavariant,that the hook of her hum was open a bittock at her back to havea sideeye … [Leer más...]

now you, Jaun, asking kindlily (hillo,missies!) after their howareyous at all with those of their dolly-begs (and where's Agatha's lamb? and how are Bernadetta'scolumbillas? and Juliennaw's tubberbunnies? and Eulalina's 431 UP tuggerfunnies?) … [Leer más...]

Finfria's fairest, done in loveletters like a trayfulof cloudberry tartlets (ain't they fine, mighty, mighty fine andhonoured?) and smilingly smelling, pair and pair about, broadby bread and slender to slimmer, the nice perfumios that … [Leer más...]

    Jaun (after he had in the first place doffed a hat with a rein-forced crown and bowed to all the others in that chorus of praiseof goodwill girls on their best beehiviour who all they were girlsall rushing sowarmly for the post … [Leer más...]