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Quoth her sister Dunyazad, "Finish for us thy story;" and she

answered, "With joy and goodly gree." It hath reached me, O

auspicious King, that the damsels stinted not saying to the

Porter "Thy prickle, thy pintle, thy pizzle," and he ceased not

kissing and biting and hugging until his heart was satisfied, and

they laughed on till they could no more. At last one said, "O our

brother, what, then, is it called?" Quoth he, "Know ye not?"

Quoth they, "No!" "Its veritable name," said he, "is mule Burst

all, which browseth on the basil of the bridges, and muncheth the

husked sesame, and nighteth in the Khan of Abu Mansur." Then

laughed they till they fell on their backs, and returned to their

carousel, and ceased not to be after this fashion till night

began to fall.