Sentence The Onehundredandeighth
It was later that same night, when they were cuddled up in Maude's great round bed – they had come to Edinburgh on the two motor bikes in the afternoon, because Teri felt guilty about abandoning Maude's cats to the erratic care of The Famous Four, but on arrival had found that one of the pretty waitresses from Gennaro's Bistro had taken good care of them – that out of the Stygian darkness that enveloped them, with the curtains drawn tight and all the lights out and the only previous sounds those of the four of them breathing softly, or murmuring in that sated and utterly relaxed persiflage that only lovers truly have, Nikki asked about the telegrams, and while Teri was trying to think what Nikki could possibly mean, Rosie and Mhari reminded her that Ullo had said she was able to read the code; and Teri remembered: “yes, that's right – I can't recall the coded messages, but what Ullo translated them as was 'Dear Aunts, Griselda of Longformacus cited Parlane MacFarlane paternity Matilda; Filbert of Longformacus Paternity Suit against Parlane MacFarlane; Remitted to Dark, who what where when why? Famous Four plus coming to You, The Scribes, End' and Daphne's reply was 'Message Received And Understood, Hasten Here, No Time To Lose; Father Finnegan at Our Lady of Longformacus, Saint Griselda of Longformacus Archives, Aunts Daphne and Maude, End'”; and the others clapped and cheered with delight, mingled with wonder that Ullo, so recently become a part of the Extended Clan, was so sagacious at code-breaking – I shouldn't be surprised to learn that she is highly trained in espionage or studied under one of the former savants from Bletchley, said Teri, herself having been approached at University by a rather mysterious lecturer who never seemed to take any classes in her subject of Tautology in Tense Romance Linguistics, but popped up everywhere and seemed to know everything about everyone – she'd even been at that Party, when Celeste O’Keeffe seemed to glow with an inner light and, when Jasmine Ahmedzai stood in front of her the rest felt that they were in the umbra of a detached celestial body, obscuring the silvery Moon; now what was her name, Shanter, something Shanter, began with a T – Tabitha, Tabby Shanter, that was it, and she had a daughter Tammy, about the same age as me, I wonder who she really was and what Tammy's doing now – oh, goodness, I haven't thought of her for Yonks, and I was so fond of her back then.
It was later that same night, when they were cuddled up in Maude's great round bed – they had come to Edinburgh on the two motor bikes in the afternoon, because Teri felt guilty about abandoning Maude's cats to the erratic care of The Famous Four, but on arrival had found that one of the pretty waitresses from Gennaro's Bistro had taken good care of them – that out of the Stygian darkness that enveloped them, with the curtains drawn tight and all the lights out and the only previous sounds those of the four of them breathing softly, or murmuring in that sated and utterly relaxed persiflage that only lovers truly have, Nikki asked about the telegrams, and while Teri was trying to think what Nikki could possibly mean, Rosie and Mhari reminded her that Ullo had said she was able to read the code; and Teri remembered: “yes, that's right – I can't recall the coded messages, but what Ullo translated them as was 'Dear Aunts, Griselda of Longformacus cited Parlane MacFarlane paternity Matilda; Filbert of Longformacus Paternity Suit against Parlane MacFarlane; Remitted to Dark, who what where when why? Famous Four plus coming to You, The Scribes, End' and Daphne's reply was 'Message Received And Understood, Hasten Here, No Time To Lose; Father Finnegan at Our Lady of Longformacus, Saint Griselda of Longformacus Archives, Aunts Daphne and Maude, End'”; and the others clapped and cheered with delight, mingled with wonder that Ullo, so recently become a part of the Extended Clan, was so sagacious at code-breaking – I shouldn't be surprised to learn that she is highly trained in espionage or studied under one of the former savants from Bletchley, said Teri, herself having been approached at University by a rather mysterious lecturer who never seemed to take any classes in her subject of Tautology in Tense Romance Linguistics, but popped up everywhere and seemed to know everything about everyone – she'd even been at that Party, when Celeste O’Keeffe seemed to glow with an inner light and, when Jasmine Ahmedzai stood in front of her the rest felt that they were in the umbra of a detached celestial body, obscuring the silvery Moon; now what was her name, Shanter, something Shanter, began with a T – Tabitha, Tabby Shanter, that was it, and she had a daughter Tammy, about the same age as me, I wonder who she really was and what Tammy's doing now – oh, goodness, I haven't thought of her for Yonks, and I was so fond of her back then.
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