Is the friend impatient and dissatisfied with his lot?
A soft word shall turn away his anger.

Is the servant over-presumptuous?
Your scorn will soon teach him his duty.
Is the slave disobedient?
Blows will cure him of his faults.

Does your dog fawn upon you too familiarly?
Thrust him from you with your foot and he will cringe and cower till you smile again.

Your friendship--I have no words for thanks!" "Take it, or take it not--as you will." Unorna glanced at his angry face and quickly looked away.
"Take it?
Yes, and more too, whether you will give it or not," answered Israel Kafka, moving nearer to her.

"Yes.