“Lordy loo, sugar,” she said from her wheelchair, her face all crumpled up like a dried-out apple. “You're going to ruin it. […]

Across his back a stringless bow, / And emptied quiver swung, — / And in his sinewy hand, he bore / His scalpy trophies — red with gore.

Reti's explanation that interversion is sometimes responsible for thematic unity, while without academic precedent, is based upon an acute perception of musical structure.

Let me reiterate my opinion.