“Voila, my little angry one,” Markus spoke, looking at the foreign piece of junk that had been yanked free without any further struggle, straight out of the ridgebone of his back.

XVII. Quansi, lies Eaſt from Tonquin, and South from Queicheu. It is for the most part mountainous, and abounds with Elephants, Tygers, and other Wild Beaſts.]

I've mailed a copy of this to uucpmap and both #E addresses. (I don't have a clean path to the AT&T gandalf; I'm trying ihnp4.)

From this crawling flapping mass of obscene reptilian life came the shocking clamor which filled the air and the mephitic, horrible, musty odor which turned us sick.