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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And so he ran, he ran full tilt away from the Luncheonette, all the time feeling the eyes of the cartoons there burning into his back, like when as a boy he had used a magnifying glass to concentrate the rays of the sun into a tiny point on a sheet of paper and watched it, brown, darken, then burst into flames, and that spurred him on to dash pell-mell ever onwards towards. . . . .he stared ahead, he saw the Luncheonette as he ran closer, saw the faces of all the cartoons staring out of the windows at him and he skidded to a stop, turned right and ran, faster and faster, his feet barely touching the pavement as he put greater distance between himself and the Luncheonette and. . . . .there it was, ahead of him, growing larger and closer with every stride and there were the faces, all turned towards him, Pixie and Dixie, Huck, Yogi, Boo Boo, even Mark Twain, so he swung left and ran past giant Cactus, old adobe houses, front yards with picket fences, and on one of the porches he could have sworn it was his old pal Mary, what a gal she was, the best ever, absolutely the bees knees, with an innate dress sense who could wear a taffetine gown like any Princess, and her just a milkmaid, and he wondered whatever happened to Mary? what would my life have been like if I'd only had the gumption to settle down with her? but the porch, the house, the yard were gone and he was running past a used car lot full of long Studebakers in primary colors, and ahead of him. . . . .the Luncheonette, and outside the throng he knew so well, many of them waving to him, trying to get him to stop, but he couldn't, his life depended on escaping from this cartoon town, with it's cartoon Luncheonette and cartoon inhabitants so, spotting a narrow alley over to his right, he swung into it and ran through the shadows, past dustbins and cats with fish-bones and dogs snoozing on back-stoops, windows affording him glances into rooms of cartoon normality, with cartoon residents sitting on cartoon sofas watching cartoon TVs and on every screen. . . . .himself running past the windows, flashing past, tearing past, as fast as the wind and he tore his eyes from those rooms and saw the far end of the alley and, blocking it off. . . . .the Luncheonette, he stopped, gasping for breath, looked over his shoulder and saw the Luncheonette, just a few yards behind him, and forwards, there it was, just a few steps, and at the door, beckoning him, Huckleberry Hound, with Pixie and Dixie on either side, applauding him, and at that very moment he realized that he was no longer flesh-and-blood, he was ink lines on paper and he resignedly mounted the steps and entered the Luncheonette, resumed his seat between Yogi and Boo Boo, or should it be just the one Boo now? and found that Charlie Chan had joined Huck on the other side of the table and Sleeping Beauty was delivering his breakfast, but before he could eat it, Charlie fixed him with a gimlet eye and said: "Mistah Dubbledy, you know me, we met in Beijing, in five years time, and you know I am a peaceful man, I prefer to mesmerise a suspect and persuade him to confess without recourse to brawling, I do not like brawling, it is not good for the clothes, so look into my eyes and begin to count from twenty, slowly, down to 19, breathe in, breathe out, 18, slowly, 17, breathe in, breathe out, 16," and all around him, Dom heard the gentle snoring of the other cartoons, whether customers, spectators, witnesses or the Judge and Jury, he saw that Huck's chin was resting on his chest, Pixie and Dixie were wrapped in each others' arms and legs, Boo Boo's head was resting on his forearms, Yogi was leaning back, his nose, aimed at the ceiling, was quivering, his mouth hung open, slack, and still the gentle voice, "9, breathe in, breathe out, 8, your eyes are tired and heavy, close them, 7, breathe in, breathe out, 6, slowly, 5, breathe in, breathe out, 4, slowly, 3, breathe in, breathe out, 2, slowly, 1, breathe in, breathe out, and stop!"

(by MissTeriWoman)
The Quandary for Tuesday, July 28, 2020 consisted of: Challenge: use all four words together in one illustrative sentence.

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