ce her face on my
shoulder in terror.

Coaxing and soothing, and exciting her, in her fear she listened at
times twitching and oh-ing. I was sorry I had touched her cunt the other
day I said. "Oh! now don't." "Feel my prick again,--do dear." "Let me
go,--you've no business here." Another flash came, I put my hand up her
clothes, the tip of my fingers just touched her quim. She struggled and
got away, and in doing so upset the chair which fell down and broke.
"Oh! now what will my Missus say!" said she. Then a screech, and she got
to the other side of the table.

This went on a little longer, a gleam of sunshine came through the
shutters. Then she opened one shutter, and said if I did not go she
would open the window and call out. The light showed my pego, stiff,
red-tipped and ready. "Look what your feeling has done for this Jenny,"
said I shaking my tooleywag at her.

But her resoluteness daunted me, so I promised not to do so again. "Here
is some sherry that I was taking home to taste,--let's have a glass,--it
will do both of us good after this thunder,--you look white, and as if
you wanted a glass." I had got out of her on a previous day that
she liked sherry. "I'll go and get you a glass," said she. "No you
shan't,--you will lock the door," said I,--I know that was in her mind.
No she would not. "We will go together then."

We did, and returning to the parlour under my most solemn promise
of good behaviour, down she sat, and we began drinking sherry. One
glass,--two, then another she swallowed. "No I dare not, it will get
into my head,--no more." "Nonsense,--after your fright it will do you
good." "Well half a glass." "Isn't it nice Jenny?" "It is." "Does not
your sweetheart give it you?" "At Christmas, but only one glass." The
sherry began to work. "Only another half-glass,"--and I poured it out
nearly full. Soon after I got up after filling my own, and standing
before her again filled up hers which she had sipped without her seeing
me. "Finish your glass dear." "No I can't,--it's making me so hot."
"Just another half-glass." "I won't." But she began to chatter and told
me again all about her young man, of their intending to open a grocer's
shop when they had two hundred pounds; that he had saved a certain sum,
and when he had a little more his father was to put fifty pounds to it.
She also had put money in the savings bank. I got closer to her, and
asked for a kiss. "Well I'll kiss you if you promise not to be