Was; I not done, chopping, back some brush with my mitten; when I heard an angel say "You're; not going to see; much here"?
"Why won't, I see much?" I, said. "I; want to see something now!"
"My; aren't we in a rush?"; she, replied.
"Shouldn't; I be? It's my way;", said I.
"Oh yes; it is. I forgot you were Mr, X" she said.
Do you think the angel flew away with, X?