; it was all right, and I rose,
and went to the scene of my exploit.

The girl was not at work in the fields, and my funk returned. "Smith,"
said I, "is Nelly (let's call her Nelly) here?" "No, nor her sisters,"
"Sisters?" "Yes there are two; one a woman called ------ very much
older, the other younger than Nelly, and the young un they says be with
kid."

I went to the farm-yard, there saw Fred talking to Molly, "Ulloh, you
have taken a letch there." "I'll have her," said he. Pender went across
the yard. "I would sooner have her," said I. "Aye, a damned fine woman,
but coarse, smells strong I should say when she sweats, or is randy, and
I like them younger." I was jealous about Molly, and walked away. Fred
joined me, and after dinner, I like a fool told him all about the girl
ravished in the root-shed in the Twelve-Acre field.

"Was she a virgin?--she is a plump little bitch,--you were in luck,--oh!
never fear there will be no row; the saying down here is, 'They all take
it by the time they have half-an-inch of hair on their cunts.' She will
be rather proud you have fucked her than otherwise. Has she much hair
there?--has she any bubbies?" I told him all I knew, which was but
little, not recollecting even if she had any cunt-wig at all.

Next day the two sisters were at work again. I told Smith that after his
dinner I wished to speak to the girl. The old cock-bawd told me to wait
at the root-shed; and the girl came there to fetch his handkerchief which
he left purposely. When she saw me how she started. No, she had told no
one, but was not going to let me do what I liked. A kiss. "I don't like
your hand on my legs,--oh! now you said you would not,--take your hand
away."

My finger was on her cunt, I was feeling what little hair she had, my
finger went up it, oh! how tight it was! "Now darling let me, I won't
let you go till you do,--there, what a dear little belly,--let me kiss
it." "They will wonder why I am gone so long,--my sister will be asking
questions,--do let me go." "No." "Oh!" I had her on the straw. "Be quiet
dear,--my prick's up you,--be quiet,--a--h!--ah!"

With her cunt well buttered off she ran. I buttoned up. Just then at the
door appeared Fred holding his sides and laughing. "What's up Fred?" "Oh
I--oh!--oh!" "What's the fun?" "Oh!--oh!--I've been looking at you fuck
the little bitch. I saw her go in, and you go to the shed an hour ago,
but did not know you were there then, so thought I would like