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Part 6 (1/2)
”Beretta!”
”I give in!” cried the Colonel. ”I cannot think of another thing, so I continue the tale.
”This odious person, after pa.s.sing me in the unmannerly fas.h.i.+on described, was about to proceed further; but I, seizing him by the coat collar, lifted my stout stick, and gave him a good sound--”
”Thras.h.i.+ng!”
”Licking!”
”Beating!”
”Chastis.e.m.e.nt!”
”Hiding!”
”Walloping!”
”Whipping!”
”Scourging!”
”Drubbing!”
”Trouncing!”
”Thwacking!”
”Las.h.i.+ng!”
”Flogging!”
”Caning!”
”Larruping!”
”Fustigating!”
”Basting!”
”Leathering!”
”Thumping!”
”Whopping!”
”Rib-roasting!”
”Dear me!” cried Mrs. Merryweather. ”This is rather terrible, I think.