her rubied lips

I am very well in spite of a restless and nightmary night. I kept dreaming about the Lord Mayoralty and seeing Brooks' bald head in my seat and half awake kept wishing and wishing I were back again.

Now, in all haste, they huddle on / Their hoods, their cloaks, and get them gone.

Radishes […] are often grown as a catch crop with other vegetables.