Story Time - Beatings for the Copycat

	'Now then, let me rest a while,' said Dhamo. 'Tiring business this, washing clothes.' Beads of sweat had formed on his forehead. He sat against the trunk of a tree, under its cool shade. 'Lalia! Come here. There's a good dog.' Lalio came running. 'Yes, master,' said Lalio eagerly. 'What can I do for you master?'