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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Now, Peadar Mooney's first thought as he snatched the bundle from the jaws of the Salisbury Crags and the yawning chasm beneath, was that it was an urban fox, but rejected that instantly: there'd been no "Hallooo!" no pounding hooves, no battue with it's army of beaters, and it was too fuckin' cold – say what you like about them, Edinburgh's urban foxes are a canny lot, too canny to bother with Arthur's Seat while there are KFC and Big Mac and Dominoes within a two minute walk of each other, not to mention a dozen traditional Chippies, several of them offering Pizza or Kebab and anything you like between two halves of a roll! - and anyway, now he came to look at it, it was too big for any of the foxes Peadar knew lived within a square mile of his essential triangle: Home, the Burke and Hare, and Easter Road, the Holy Ground to a dedicated Hibbee often encroached on by those few Edinburgh Papes too miserly to travel west to Parkhead when they can cheer on the local Bhoys for the price of a bus; so what the fuck was it? now the born trombenik isn't going to waste too much time on a puzzle when he can slouch away and invent the missing details for the audacious yarn he will spin at The Burke, but something intrigued Peadar, so he lit a fag and then used his lighter to survey the object: a fucking mannequin, probably from a bin at the back of Next or Top Man! but then his eyes were drawn to the head, first, to an ugly purpling bruise with the kind of swelling a plastic head wouldn't sport, next, the face itself and he almost dropped the lighter as if he had seen Ould Nick himself, or an ouphe, exchanged for a human child; no, he knew this face: "in the name o the wee man!!!" he gasped, "sure somebody must want ye croaked, ye ould fuckin bastard Elginbrod!" hissed Peadar, looking at the unconscious face of the arrogant, posturing lawyer who'd represented Peadar's arch enemy, Malachi Pentland, the Jam Tart millionaire over a private parking space and won, costing Peadar thousands and his reputation – he had a good idea of what to do and that started with his left foot drawing back ready to score a goal with the lawyer's head, when it was suddenly stayed!

(by MissTeriWoman)
The Quandary for Saturday, November 24, 2018 consisted of: Challenge: use all four words together in one illustrative sentence.

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