The Tiger is Spreyer than you and you'd better not try to Pettit," Huey's caller, Wun Lung Gong, warned dourly. "I'm here to tell you that it is Howleying for blood. My Jackson Princeton."
"Jawn'll Naylor to the wall," the Sage of the Age boasted in return. "Morris at stake today, and if Fegan raise his Stanard from last week, he'll Sandbach her.
"He'll do Allen his power, lose Irwin, and I think that when Allerdice are thrown, the Tiger will be a pussy and Jawn will be riding on her back, 13 to 7."