Excuse me, brother, but would you mind regularising your fajr schedule.

So, I watched as the adults (four) and children (seven) indulged in some sort of vehicular limbo dance as bodies swerved, behinds slid over, and the body parts of several children poked through the windows as if seeking escape. After a few minutes of this, a woman emerged and the tiny clown car went on its way.

All False, Shuffling, and Ambidextrous Dealings.

On one of the preliminary evenings the new Colonel, with his habitual bad luck, sent forward from C Camp an officer […] to patrol the land over which our assault was intended, with a special eye to the enemy's concern with some ancient gunpits there.