[S]he flattered me, tickled me, stroaked me, groped me, frizled me, curled me, kissed me, embraced me, laid her Hands about my Neck, and now and then made jestingly, pretty little Horns above my Forehead: […]
I wonder, good man, that you are not envaulted; Prithee go, and be dead, and be doubly exalted
I had some fine exercise as well as some pretty shooting when trying to get a good gooral trophy.
What do you want? she said distantly.
What do you want?
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