Bradly stood bewitched, mooning at the moon. Betimes he bent in a grotesque posture and looked at it between his legs, which was to rid his mind of preconceived colour values by seeing them upside down.
The idea of these “ladies” at first annoyed him; but the humble habitation which they had chosen—humble to poverty—impressed him with the belief that, however the “ladies” might awe-strike the Welsh peasantry, he should find in them nothing that would impress him with the idea of station.
Banjo Byron that twangs the strum-strum there
I had for them, after oysters, at first course, a hash of rabbits, a lamb, and a rare chine of beef.
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