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Ed Pollett... gives such extra help as zeal, unsupported by intellect, can afford.
The chorus... hastily rearranged itself and plodded with cheerful and ungrudging want of comprehension through its part.
"'Two legs sat on three legs, milking four legs,'" he said meditatively. "Dear Mother Goose."
"But mind, union rules, fifty-fifty on the takings. Or, look here, we'll toss for it. Brown side heads, slightly burnt side tails. You're tails." He took a piece of toast from the napkin and threw it into the air. It fell back onto the floor.
A girl called Ivy Punch tried to drown herself in the bath because Effie Pitcher-Jukes wouldn't sit next to her at the lectures on the banking system, but the bath was out of order and she could only get boiling water, so she couldn't manage it.
"No, no, Laurence, the bull that we were expecting. Rushwater Rubicon, that bull of Leslie's," said Mr. Palmer.
"A story of a cock and a bull," said Mr. Fanshawe.
"Or the Rape of Europa, as one might say," added Mrs. Tebben.

Elder Edda; Skraeling; Dorothea/Dr. Casaubon (1,2); Bolton Abbey; antistrophe (also)

faire-part (~ de naissance/mort/mariage birth/death/wedding announcement), esclandre, catspaw, buckram

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