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now thou art no stranger; nay, thou art one of the household." So

he stood up and, tightening his waist cloth, asked, "What would

ye I do?" and she answered, "Stand in thy place." Then the

procuratrix rose and set in the midst of the saloon a low chair

and, opening a closet, cried to the Porter, "Come help me." So he

went to help her and saw two black bitches with chains round

their necks; and she said to him, "Take hold of them;" and he

took them and led them into the middle of the saloon. Then the

lady of the house arose and tucked up her sleeves above her

wrists and, seizing a scourge, said to the Porter, "Bring forward

one of the bitches." He brought her forward, dragging her by the

chain, while the bitch wept, and shook her head at the lady who,

however, came down upon her with blows on the sconce; and the

bitch howled and the lady ceased not beating her till her forearm

failed her.