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Now by my life, eat and be not abashed." Presently he cried out

again, "Ho boy, serve up the marinated stew[FN#688] with the

fatted sand grouse in it;" and he said to my brother, "Up and

eat, O my guest, for truly thou art hungry and needest food." So

my brother began wagging his jaws and made as if champing and

chewing,[FN#689] whilst the host continued calling for one dish

after another and yet produced nothing save orders to eat.