ice a thought came into my head. Feeling sure that
Fred was after the middle-aged plump lady, I left the church, and went
back, knocked at the door twice before it was opened, and then by Mrs.
Maria. Said she, "I let both servants go out." She told me this without
my asking her anything, her hair seemed a little rough, her manner
excited. I sat down, told her I had felt faint, and had a cholic in
church, and so had come home. "Fred has been unwell too," said she.
"Indeed?--I thought he was out." "He returned, and has been in bed this
hour." "Oh!" said I. It was clear to me why her hair was rough. Fred was
abed, but awake. Had Mrs. Maria been fucked on that bed?

My aunt and I left the next day, and went to the Manor-House; Fred to my
astonishment could not get out of bed, so bad was his sprain; so we
left him there. At the Hall I got so lewd that I went up to London, and
rushed to Laura's lodgings the next night.

"Both abed sir," said the servant who let me in. Finding no one in
Mabel's room, I went down to the first floor. The women were in bed
together. Laura opened the door to me, and got into bed again in the
dark; for company sake they slept together when we men were both away,
she said.

Lewd with prolonged chastity, the two servants in the bath-room ran in
my mind as I sat chatting in the dark room. After having slipped my
hand under the clothing on to Mabel's cunt, "Have you been amusing each
other?--which was man, which woman?" were questions put and answered
with real or assumed ignorance, but with some giggling. Laura as I have
said never allowed a baudy word, so I ceased; and Laura I suppose savage
at Mabel having all the groping to herself, said, "You go first, and
warm the bed, and Mabel will come up to you." "No, you go and warm it
for me Mabel." "I won't." "Then I won't." Mabel seemed to me thick in
speech, muddled in manner, and half asleep.

I fetched my candle. The women looked so fresh and handsome. "I'll sleep
with you both," said I beginning to undress.

A slight altercation,--what would Fred say?--the servants think?--no she
would not permit it,--she knew the games we should be up to. Mabel
said, "No,--no, it wouldn't do." The more they said no, the quicker I
undressed, and with prick lifting up my shirt, forced myself into bed,
by the side of Mabel. Laura jumped out the other side, her white legs
showing half-way up her thighs as she did so.

She stood by the bed-side wrangling, and lookin