Cry Babies and Other Stories.
“My Lord Temporal, there is a creeping development in our association, and if you do not intervene, all the great work you have been doing to preserve our hallowed traditions since you became the 26th will come to naught.” “Holy Mary, Mother of Jee-zaz! What could this unfathomable problem be? Haste me to know’t, that I, with wings as swift as meditation or the thoughts of love, may sweep to my, erm, action!”