dead. All three
sisters now lived with Tom since the mother's death.

"You knew all about fucking long before he did it to you." "Of course we
did. Nelly and I often talked about it, Hester told us what pleasure it
was; we could hear Tom and Hester doing it. Nelly if sleeping with me
used to listen. They used to hang a cloth before the door,--there were
cracks in it,--if they did not, we could see through if there were
light, and sometimes they forgot. Nelly and I have both seen Tom's cock
that way. Once he showed it to me as it were by accident; he was in the
privy, and he called out to me to bring him a leaf. When I took it him
his cock was out and stiff; he grinned, I looked, he took the leaf, and
ran a hole in it with his finger, and put his cock through the hole,
then he said, 'If you tell Hester that, she will turn you out.' So I
never told, but I told Nelly. He did the same to Nelly one day, but we
held our tongues."

That is all I have to say about Sophy here. I had her from time to time
until within three months of her confinement, for simple curiosity. I
had no pleasure in it when her belly got big, but I kept her in money.

Nelly I also had. She came a saucy, lewd, low-tongued little bitch; but
I liked her fuck. I found her larking with men, and stroked her more
than once in the lanes. One night I caught her by surprise, and saw some
male going off in the dark as I thought. "That was a fellow with you,"
said I. "No it was not." But her cunt had a most unusual wetness. I
hesitated, and said that some one I thought had just wetted her. She was
confused, denied it, and whimpered at my suspicion. I again felt her,
and putting my fingers and thumb together was sure it was spunk, and
turned away; but felt so randy, that I turned back after her, wiped her
cunt with my handkerchief, made her piss, and then fucked her up against
a fence.

As I relinquished my hold of her bum I heard something fall with a
chink. "Oh!" said she, "I have lost some money." It was very dark, I
picked up the money, could not see what it was, but was sure from the
feel it was gold, and said so. She had got it back before I made the
remark, and would not let me feel it again. "You told me you hid the
money I gave you." "I've been carrying it about for fear of its being
found." I told her she was lying.

I had been out that day with my gun. On returning found Fred had come
down from town, and been there all day; he had had a quarrel with