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Then he began calling out all the names he knew, "Thy slit, thy

womb, thy coynte, thy clitoris;" and the girls kept on saying,

"No! no!" So he said, "I stick to the basil of the bridges;" and

all the three laughed till they fell on their backs and laid

slaps on his neck and said, "No! no! that's not its proper name."

Thereupon he cried, "O my sisters, what is its name?" and they

replied, "What sayest thou to the husked sesame seed?" Then the

cateress donned her clothes and they fell again to carousing, but

the Porter kept moaning, "Oh! and Oh!" for his neck and

shoulders, and the cup passed merrily round and round again for a

full hour.