had
the illness on them.

I told her she could be cured, but horrified her with the description
of the disease to which she might be subject, took her to a doctor, paid
her lodgings, counselled her to go home, to hold her tongue, and refuse
to tell any one anything, excepting that she had left her situation. She
promised, but was frightened of her mother.

She said she had never been into the streets since I had left her. I had
a fear of the clap, and did not intend any commerce with her; but lust
overcame me, and we fucked all that night to the damage of the sheets
again. I wrote an anonymous letter to her mother, telling where the
girl could be found. She came up to town and took her back. Molly's cunt
proved to be all right.

A woman is such a fool that she must tell some one everything. Mrs.
Brown told Pender about the anonymous letter, and Mrs. P. told me; but
I don't think any of them knew the girl had been on the streets. Molly's
belly soon afterwards showed, Mrs. Brown thought better of Giles, he
married her and they went to live a few miles off. She had a child, and
every one thought it was Giles' begetting. I suppose he knew nothing of
the girl's pranks, for luckily a cunt cannot speak. Then Mrs. Brown left
aunt, and Pender and his wife came to live in the farm-yard.

When it became known that Molly Brown was delivered of a child, my aunt
remarked (Fred told me) that she was not married a bit too soon. "I had
that little devil two or three times," said Fred, "and on the first day
I was in uniform. Do you recollect Walter, the day you were ill?" And
he told me how it came about; but I never told him that I had had her;
I never spoke of having had a woman, if I thought I should injure her,
whatever my desire or vanity might have been.

CHAPTER XII.

Nelly and Sophy.--Nelly at the Argyle.--In town with Fred.--
On the sofa with Mabel.--The effect of black stockings.--
Interference.--In bed.--Mabel's bad habits.--A ladies'
school.--The bathroom.--My cousins naked.--Maria the
curate's wife.--Cunt inspection.--Servants washing.--Flat
fucking.

I may as well finish about Nelly and Sophy, although the occurrences I
now narrate happened some time afterwards. Nelly got in the family way,
told me I was the father, and told Fred he was, for he had had her. We
both cheeked her, and said that half a dozen might claim the honor. She
and Sophy left the village. Sophy I never heard o