Book, Chapter

1    2,  40|       delicacies, with a laugh. "Carver," cried Trimalchio, no less
2    2,  40|       practised upon us, and the carver appeared immediately. Timing
3    2,  40|         Trimalchio would repeat "Carver, Carver," in a low voice,
4    2,  40| Trimalchio would repeat "Carver, Carver," in a low voice, until
5    2,  40|         t you? Well, his name is Carver. Whenever Trimalchio says
6    2,  40|         Whenever Trimalchio says Carver, carve her, by the same
7    2,  44|         the boar, our old friend Carver, who had carved the capons,