Sed dum pede altero fulcimentum quo sustinebar repello, ut ponderis deductu restis ad ingluviem astricta spiritus officia discluderet, repente putris alioquin et vetus funis dirumpitur, atque ego de alto recidens Socratem'nam iuxta me iacebat'superruo cumque eo in terram devolvor.
With one foot I pushed away the support which was holding me up, so that the rope would be squeezed tight against my throat by the pull of my weight and shut off the function of breathing. Then suddenly the rope, being rotten and old, broke and I fell. I crashed down on top of Socrates, who was lying next to me, and tumbled with him on to the ground.
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