| worn. Soe? La! Lamfadar's arm it has cocoincidences. You mean | 1 |
| to see we have been hadding a sound night's sleep? You may so. | 2 |
| It is just, it is just about to, it is just about to rolywholyover. | 3 |
| Svapnasvap. Of all the stranger things that ever not even in the | 4 |
| hundrund and badst pageans of unthowsent and wonst nice or | 5 |
| in eddas and oddes bokes of tomb, dyke and hollow to be have | 6 |
| happened! The untireties of livesliving being the one substrance | 7 |
| of a streamsbecoming. Totalled in toldteld and teldtold in tittle- | 8 |
| tell tattle. Why? Because, graced be Gad and all giddy gadgets, | 9 |
| in whose words were the beginnings, there are two signs to turn | 10 |
| to, the yest and the ist, the wright side and the wronged side, | 11 |
| feeling aslip and wauking up, so an, so farth. Why? On the sourd- | 12 |
| site we have the Moskiosk Djinpalast with its twin adjacencies, | 13 |
| the bathouse and the bazaar, allahallahallah, and on the sponthe- | 14 |
| site it is the alcovan and the rosegarden, boony noughty, all pura- | 15 |
| puthry. Why? One's apurr apuss a story about brid and break- | 16 |
| fedes and parricombating and coushcouch but others is of tholes | 17 |
| and oubworn buyings, dolings and chafferings in heat, contest | 18 |
| and enmity. Why? Every talk has his stay, vidnis Shavarsanjivana, | 19 |
| and all-a-dreams perhapsing under lucksloop at last are through. | 20 |
| Why? It is a sot of a swigswag, systomy dystomy, which evera- | 21 |
| body you ever anywhere at all doze. Why? Such me. | 22 |
| And howpsadrowsay. | 23 |
| Lok! A shaft of shivery in the act, anilancinant. Cold's sleuth! | 24 |
| Vayuns! Where did thots come from? It is infinitesimally fevers, | 25 |
| resty fever, risy fever, a coranto of aria, sleeper awakening, in | 26 |
| the smalls of one's back presentiment, gip, and again, geip, a | 27 |
| flash from a future of maybe mahamayability through the windr | 28 |
| of a wondr in a wildr is a weltr as a wirbl of a warbl is a world. | 29 |
| Tom. | 30 |
| It is perfect degrees excelsius. A jaladaew still stilleth. Cloud | 31 |
| lay but mackrel are. Anemone activescent,the torporature is re- | 32 |
| turning to mornal. Humid nature is feeling itself freely at ease | 33 |
| with the all fresco. The vervain is to herald as the grass admini- | 34 |
| sters. They say, they say in effect, they really say. You have eaden | 35 |
| fruit. Say whuit. You have snakked mid a fish. Telle whish. | 36 |