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

Attempts to resolve the Quandary:


Which was when Gilly Grasper felt a sudden chill, as if some wantwit had opened the outside door and admitted a blast of Jack Frost, but no, the door was still shut fast, logs were blazing in the fireplace and the windows were locked tight as Gilly's own arse, indeed – not to put too fine a point on it – the Snug in The Bluebell Inn was as secure as Aunt Fanny's fanny in her flannelette drawers, albeit, there was definitely something wrong, or not quite right, like a twite stuck up the lum, and that was when he realized that the four shadows on the far side of the room – almost, he shuddered at the sudden, irreverent, thought, like the dark side of the moon – were somehow drawing nearer, like oil moving across a piece of ground that was not quite dead-level or an incoming tide that was going to encircle an unwary sunbather because the place he had chosen was imperceptibly higher than the rest and almost before he knew it there would be no safe return to shore, and Gilly tried to stand, but his legs were feeble and the muscles like candy-floss, he tried with his hands on the table to push himself upright, but the table felt like marshmallow and his hands seemed to sink into it, and the glass of Highland Park which had contained the drug, rolled across the sticky surface and fell in slow-motion over the edge, and Gilly could see it spinning, revolving, as it dropped to the floor which seemed to recede until the glass must be falling down a well, some bottomless cavern, with him transfixed on it to the extent that when the needle sank into the side of his neck he still couldn't take his eyes off the tumbler as it slowly, imperceptibly tumbled, and the room tilted and he somehow registered that the glass was falling horizontally, and wondered if that was why it was taking so long, not realising that it was he who now lay on the floor, but his eyes and other senses had stopped taking in any information even before the hand of the Captain of Nutwood Cricket Club – Bashir Amiri, a retired neurosurgeon and now the village Imam – had closed around it and set it back on the table: "smashing catch, Bash," said Rabbi Benny Goodman, handing the hypodermic to Father Sean Mallow who placed it carefully in a small tin box, which he slid into his coat pocket, while the Vicar of St Crispin's, the Reverend Michael Tippet, opened the door which had concerned Grasper but now didn't bother him in the least, and together the four men carried him out and slid him into the back of a waiting hearse: "it'll be a few hours till he wakes," said Goodman, watching it move away, "we've plenty time for a round," and they re-entered the Snug, where Tippet slid open the shutter, and gave their order to the Landlord, then joined his companions at the welcoming fireside.

(by MissTeriWoman)
The Quandary for Wednesday, March 04, 2020 consisted of: Challenge: use all four words together in one illustrative sentence.

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