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wing a sod of grass at him].

Lift me down this moment, Peer!

PEER

If I dared, be sure I would.
[Coming nearer.]
Now remember, sit quite still.
Do not sprawl and kick about;
do not tug and tear the shingles,-
else 'twill be the worse for you;
you might topple down.

ASE

You beast!

PEER

Do not kick!

ASE

I'd have you blown,
like a changeling, into space!

PEER

Mother, fie!

ASE

Bah!

PEER

Rather give your
blessing on my undertaking.
Will you? Eh?

ASE

I'll thrash you soundly,
hulking fellow though you be!