CHAPTER 33Having uttered these words, to which Roland gave me noopportunity to reply, he summoned two valets who upon hisinstructions seized me, despoiled me, and shackled me next to mycompanions, so was I set to work at once, without a moment's restafter the fatiguing journey I had just made. Then Roland approachesme, he brutally handles all those parts of me designation of whichmodesty forbids, heaps sarcasms upon me, makes impertinentreference to the damning a brand Rodin printed upon me, then,catching up a bull's pizzle always kept in readiness nearby, heapplies twenty cuts to my behind. "That is how you will be treated,b***h," says he, "when you lag at the job; I'm not giving you thisfor anything you've already done, but only to show you how I copewith those who make mistakes."
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