I just learned, a bit over three hours ago, that my cousin shall be here this evening (which will actually be a while, as it is merely 0350 on this gloriously cold 18th of May. What sort of mischief can we muddle in, I wonder? Or perhaps I do not, but that we shall be indulging in the indicated mischievious acts is only too certain.
Last Saturday I
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