chapter  258
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You’re Taking Me from Cave to Cave, from North to South, Like a Yawn that Passes from Mouth to Mouth—Mi vai purtannu di grutta ’n grutta, comu lu badàgghiu di vucca ’n vucca

So he pulled her out, and there was no way that he could get her to tell him what she had used to break all the things in the kitchen.

And this tale shows how stubborn our women are, for even with the noose around their necks they will never change their minds. Told by Rosa Brusca at Palermo.