of it;
for now showing them no quarter, the traitor cut me so, that I wanted
but little of fainting away, when he gave over. And yet I did not utter
one groan, or angry expostulation; but in my heart I resolved nothing so
seriously, as never to expose myself again to the like severities.

You may guess then in what a curious pickle those soft flesh-cushions of
mine were, all so red, raw, and in fine, terribly clawed off; but so far
from feeling any pleasure in it, that the recent smart made me pout
a little, and not with the greatest air of satisfaction receive the
compliments, and after-caresses of the author of my pain.

As soon as my clothes were huddled on in a little decency, a supper was
brought in by the discreet Mrs. Cole herself, which might have piqued
the sensuality of a cardinal, accompanied with a choice of the richest
wines: all which she set before us, and went out again, without having,
by a word or even by a smile, given us the least interruption or
confusion, in those moments of secrecy, that we were not yet ripe to the
admission of a third too.

I sat down then, still scarce in charity with my butcher, for such I
could not help considering him, and was moreover not a little piqued
at the gay, satisfied air of his countenance, which I thought myself
insulted by. But when the now necessary refreshment to me of a glass of
wine, and a little eating (all the time observing a profound silence)
had somewhat cheered and restored me to spirits, and as the smart began
to go off, my good humour returned accordingly: which alteration not
escaping him, he said and did every thing that could confirm me in, and
indeed exalt it.

But scarce was supper well over, before a change so incredible was
wrought in me, such violent, yet pleasingly irksome sensations took
possession of me that I scarce knew how to contain myself; the smart
of the lashes was now converted into such a prickly heat, such fiery
tinglings, as made me sigh, squeeze my thighs together, shift and
wriggle about my seat, with a furious restlessness; whilst these itching
ardours, thus excited in those parts on which the storm of discipline
had principally fallen, detached legions of burning, subtile,
stimulating spirits, to their opposite spot and centre of assemblage,
where their titillation raged so furiously, that I was even stinging
made with them. No wonder then that in such a taking, and devoured by
flames that licked up all modesty and reserve