Mustela, cum annis et senecta debilis mures veloces non valeret adsequi, involuit se farina et obscuro loco abiecit neclegenter.
A weasel, enfeebled by old age and no longer able to overtake the agile mice, rolled in the flour and threw herself down carelessly in a dark place.
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