Tyra said to strike a pose and make it fierce.

Twotwos the mandem gave this likkle yute a deafaz.

Yet, she had outflanked him, taken him unawares, and he had fired not one shot. Esprit de l'escalier—it was as he went upstairs that he saw how he might yet have snatched from her, if not the victory, the palm.

Mistress Paver received me and invited me in: a scrag-end of a woman, cheerless, sullen.