Pretentious official

Usage examples of panjandrum.

C of G for a cross-genre makeover but you might as well try and speak to the Great Panjandrum himself.

I please, my lady, and you can take that to the Bellman, the Council, or all the way to the Great Panjandrum for all I care!

Great Panjandrum is meant to be the architect of all this and control everything we do.

Great Panjandrum that I shall uphold the rules of Jurisfiction, protect the BookWorld and defend every fictioneer, no matter how poorly written, against oppression.

Now, I was seized with a great desire to see the illustrious Panjandrum for myself, and to know what he had to say of that wonderful bag of gold that was to be found at the place where the rainbow touched the ground.

Great Panjandrum himself, and learn whether there be a bag of gold at the end of the rainbow.

When we told a Garuly that we wanted to see the Great Panjandrum himself, and to find out whether there was a bag of gold at the end of the rainbow, he took our one-eyed beetle, and gave the four-leaved clover to a Pickaninny.

Together they took them into the house, and a Joblily came out in a moment to tell us that the Great Panjandrum was having his little round button-at-the-top brushed up, and that if we chose we could wait for him in the museum.

I got a chance, a Joblily came in to say that the Great Panjandrum himself was coming, and soon the queerest little, old, round, fat man came in, puffing like a porpoise, and rolling from side to side as he walked.

All the time we were looking the Great Panjandrum Himself, with his little round button-at-the-top on his head, was turning a crank in the side of the wonderful Pantoscopticon, which had a hopper on the top of it like that of an old-fashioned coffee-mill.

Great Panjandrum Himself, seeing that the man was in a hurry, turned the crank twice as fast as before.

The Panjandrum did not start the wheels at once because he was looking around for his little round button-at-the-top without which he cannot do anything.

All the time I was afraid the Panjandrum Himself would quit turning or that his little round button-at-the-top would blow off before I could get out.

The Great Panjandrum, in a state of flustration, hurried past us, and we, not knowing what else to do, stood looking at each other.

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