Quadrivial Quandary:  Logophiles, Rejoice!  Each day we give you four unusual words.  Can you fit them all in one illustrative sentence?

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"The fuck you do!" yelled Daphne, startling the siblings out of their fond embrace: "wanker here turns up like some badass Prodigal Son – for Jesus sake, Monty, your poor mother and father went to their graves not knowing what terrible fate you may have encountered, and you waltz in like some tabby bad, expecting a cerulean sky and bluebirds twittering in the apple tree and rambling roses climbing the walls, when it's Maude who's been climbing the walls for the past seventy years and I have lived every day of those seventy years with her and she may put on a mask that kids everyone else on, but I see the tears in her eyes and the ache in her heart every single day, so cut the cackle and tell her straight: tell her now, not where you were or what you were doing on that Thursday in 1962 or Christmas Eve in1984; just tell her straight, why, for seventy years, you let Maude and your poor mother and father not know that you were alive, you were well and why for fuck's sake you hadn't bothered to send them a postcard from Brighton or Belgrade or Bruges or Boston-fucking-Spa just to put their minds at rest; you owe Maude that, not a minute-by-minute account of where you were and what you saw and who you did, just something to take away their grief!" and Daphne went over to the single oak and sat on the swing, their old childhood swing, put up by their Grampa Dumbiedykes a hundred and twenty years ago for his own children and which had hung and swung there all these years, a lasting memorial to the strength and durability of their family, with only three replacement wooden seats and perhaps a dozen ropes, something created by old Duncansby Dumbiedykes with his own hands and which, like the family itself had weathered all that Scotland could throw at it and still support her weight, and she fumed at the dithering, doting pair who stared at her as if she had just thrown the stool at the Dean of St Giles like old Jenny Geddes herself, and she began to work the swing vigorously, something she hadn't done for maybe twentyfive or thirty years, with every intention of getting high enough to see over the garden wall!


(by MissTeriWoman)
The Quandary for Tuesday, August 21, 2018 consisted of: Challenge: use all four words together in one illustrative sentence.

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