Transcription: Something new in his host tone distracted Theseus from his bruised head and cheek. Looking up, he was alarmed to find that Procrustes' face was twisted into a mask of ferocity. He realized that Procrustes was fussing not with bedclothes, but with a set of ropes attached to a crank. Suddenly, Theseus' feet were bound to the bed. Not to stretch this young man, no, but perhaps to trim him to bits. Cackled Procrustes. who moved to the head of the bed to secure Theseus' arms. Clearly, the bed served him both as a rack, on which the human body could be stretched under the tension of ropes, and as a ...
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