#216192 - What are you doing here, villain? she would ask very crossly; who gave you permission to disturb me? He would beg forgiveness, his apologies would go unheeded, and all the while showering him with a renewed deluge of the harshest and most biting invectives, she would fall to giving him furious kicks upon the posterior, and she would become all the more certain of her aim as the patient, far from dodging or shielding his behind, would unfailingly turn himself and present the target within easy range, although looking for all the world as if he wished only to escape this punishment and flee the room. THE TWENTY-THIRD DAY But how is it possible to shout and roar the way you do when you discharge? the Duc demanded of Curval upon bidding him good morning on the 23rd. Natheless, at dessert, Curval, his prick as hard as a demon's, declared he'd be damned if it wasn't a pucelage he wanted to pop, even if he had twenty fines to pay, and instantly laying rude hands