She had him out at daylight every morning, stood him up in the wood-shed and drowned him with a deluge of cold water; then she scrubbed him down with a towel like a file, and so brought him to; then she rolled him up in a wet sheet and put him away under blankets till she sweated his soul clean and "the yellow stains of it came through his pores"--as Tom said.
El feia eixir a trenc de dia cada matí, el feia estar dret dins el cobert de fusta i l'ofegava amb un diluvi d'aigua freda; després el refregava amb una tovallola com una llima, i aixi el retornava; després l'embolicava amb un llençol mullat, i el deixava de bell nou sota la flassada, fins que suava anima i tot, i «les seves taques grogues se li esquitllaven enfora, a través dels porus», com deia Tom.