22/58 Through the window you could see poor Jotham mopin' lonesome among his peanuts and cigars. The sayin' concernin' the hardness of the transgressor's sleddin' was workin' out for HIM, all right. But the conversions had come so sudden that I couldn't understand it, though I did have some suspicions. Fifteen is for you and fifteen for Gaius. Most astonishin' agreement of difference ever I see. |