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Rh. I will do nothing. You have put him out, And now that he is out—well, leave him out.

. Do it for my sake, Peter.

. And for mine.

[Each girl as she speaks takes 's hand with her right hand, stroking down his arm with her left. While is stroking his arm, leaves go and gives him the dish.

. Well, well; but not your way. [To .] Here’s meat for you. It has been carried from too good a table For men like you, and I am offering it Because these women have made a fool of me.

[A pause.

You mean to starve? You will have none of it? I'll leave it there, where you can sniff the savour. Snuff it, old hedgehog, and unroll yourself! But if I were the King, I’d make you do it With wisps of lighted straw.

. You have rightly named me. I lie rolled up under the ragged thorns That are upon the edge of those great waters Where all things vanish away, and I have heard Murmurs that are the ending of all sound. I am out of life; I am rolled up, and yet,