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| 11 | 216 | But the View more quotes about switch">switch continued to strike, and I clutched the pole in misery. |
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| 11 | 213 | "Have mercy on her, noble Mistress," said the flute girl. |
| 11 | 214 | "Can you not see she is spent? Pity her, lest she perish at the pole!" "If she perishes at the pole," said the first girl, "it will be my doing!" The switch then rained down upon my back, and legs, and neck, and I scrambled to my feet, sobbing, seizing the pole. |
| 11 | 215 | "Please stop, Mistress!" I begged. |
| 11 | 216 | But the switch continued to strike, and I clutched the pole in misery. |
| 11 | 217 | "Faker, faker!" said the first girl, and then she desisted in her work. |
| 11 | 218 | Her arm, I supposed, was sore or weary. |
| 11 | 219 | I was shuddering at the pole. |