Escape Phrase 32
2006-04-12
The last panel.
I was going for a cross between "adorable" and "mysterious".
I decided today that this is gonna have to be a FIVE-chapter story. Well, something like that.
Transcription
[[Jimothy is sitting at a computer, reading, and listening to an audio-book.]]
Adams Morgan: No town-bred dandy will compare with a country-bred one -- I mean a downright bumpkin dandy -- a fellow that, in the dog-days, will mow his two acres in buckskin gloves for fear of tanning his hands.
[[Night has falled. Jimothy is still at the computer, still listening.]]
Adams Morgan: What? With all three masts making such an everlasting thundering against the side; and every sea breaking over us, fore and aft.
[[The art style suddenly reverts to its original sparse black-and-white.]]
Adamas Morgan: Think of Death and the Judgment then? No! no time to think about Death then.
Jimothy: Eh?
[[Jimothy peeks into the bedroom, where Tsamantha has fallen asleep.]]
Tsamantha: zzzkkrt snkrkrk
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