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He
turns me around abruptly and forces me up against the wall. Pinning my
wrists over my head with his left hand, he says firmly, "You have manners
to learn, my dear; and some of your lessons will be hard ones." With a
jolt, I feel a stinging blow on my rear, to be followed by another and
another and another.
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