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<p>A topsy-turvy tale of European consequences in which a puzzleheaded Czechoslovakian princess</p><p><em>         'Linus! How dare you!'         Hermann retrieved the case and gently took her arm.         'Wally! Unhand me you brute!'         'The door is this way Princess.' </em></p><p>a dogged revolutionist from the erstwhile DDR</p><p><em>         Max komm her! flustered George. Oh what's gotten into him? He's never disobeyed me like this. Max! </em></p><p>and a non compos linguist from the celebrated Sorbonne</p><p><em>         Good Lord the rector hissed. What a jackass. Josephine! Langouste's groveling in broad daylight with his hands out. Go down there on the double and kick the cur off the sidewalk.</em></p><p> unwittingly heed the words of a Wise River Trout...</p><p><em>         'Whither thou goest the Way lieth in either Direction.'</em></p>