john9221
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ere wasn't a damned thing left for us
but soup and bread sopsand I was amazed to see that those ladies hadn't
stuck that up their sleeves. We had barely begun when we heard a
tremendous uproar in the hall where our masters were: they were referring
to their mothers and discussing what sort of men their fathers had been.
They left off talking and started swingingand since variety is necessary in
everythingthere was hittingslappingpinchingkickingand biting. They
were grabbing one another's hair and pulling it out; they pounded each
other so much you would think they were village boys in a religious
procession. As far as I could find outthe quarrel broke out because some
of the men didn't want to give or pay those women anything: they said that
what the women had eaten was enough.
It happened that some law officers were coming up the streetand they
heard the noise and knocked on the door and called outOpen up
in the
name of the law [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!
When they heard thissome of the people inside ran one wayand
others another way. Some left behind their cloaksand others their swords
one left her shoesanother her veil. So they all disappearedand each one
hid as best he could. I had no reason to run awayso I stooyilai:
[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]
The voice of the old waiter in the distance.
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