MADAME DE MISTIVAL — Oh, how you are hurting me!
DOLMANCE — Incredible effects of the human mind'sidiosyncrasies!… You suffer, my best beloved, you weep and,wondrous thing! I discharge… ah, double w***e! I'd strangleyou if I did not wish to leave the pleasure of it to others. She'syours, Saint-Ange. (Madame de SaintAnge embuggers and encunts herwith her dildo; she bestows a few blows of her fist upon her; theChevalier succeeds her; he too avails himself of the two avenuesand, as he discharges, boxes her ears. 'Tis Augustin who comesnext: he acts in like wise and ends with a few digs with hisfingers, pokes, pulls, and punches. During these various attacks,Dolmancé has sent his engine straying about all the agents'asses, the while urging them on with his remarks.) Well, prettyEugénie, f**k
