As the moon misted over and disco music waned, the grooms and their new brides stepped out into the cool summer night, laden with kata, to give blessings and thanks to each departing guest.

https://books.google.com/books?id=LhhWAAAAYAAJ&pg=PA387 page 387 As I think I have that ſufficiently proved, the fitneſs of air for reſpiration depends on its capacity to receive the phlogiſton exhaled from the lungs, this ſpecies may not improperly be called, dephlogiſticated air. […] https://books.google.com/books?id=LhhWAAAAYAAJ&pg=PA392 page 392 Upon the whole, I think, it may ſafely be concluded, that the pureſt air is that vvhich contains the leaſt phlogiſton: […] and that there is a regular gradation from dephlogiſticated air, through common air, and phlogiſticated air, down to nitrous air; […]

[…] we sat down […] to the old crack crack crack of eggs and the crackle crunch crunch of this black toast, very milky chai standing by in bolshy great morning mugs.

He looks at me, fully, indepthly! He's never done it before, but he does it now. He smells the gin on my breath, and he knows me; he knows I understand.