“What’s wrong with your pig?” he asked.

“Nothing’s wrong with my pig,” said Emily.

“For I am Beatrice who send you on; I come from where I most long to return; Love prompted me, that Love which makes me speak,” said the pig.

“See?” said Emily.

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