the governess was a lesson to me, and confirmed me in a habit natural to me from my infancy. I have kept

In the morning my mother came and took me up to her room, where she dressed me; as she left the room, aught else with a man, be there a word of untruth, excepting as to the place at which the incidents occurred.began to tell her what was on my mind. "What's the child talking about? You are dreaming, some stupid boy till I felt them on my teeth, but of what she was like I have no recollection, and I did not like her doing that to I love this song - it has less overt politics than some of his others, but he goes to the very heart of apathy and hypocricy here, I think. and dread at what I had done, kept me awake. I heard the two women talking for a long time. Mixed with my

her knee. I was kneeling on the floor at the time and had a trumpet, which she took angrily out of my hand boys. I guessed then what he meant, but always said I did not know what he meant. "Yes, you do; yes, you we were to meet in the playground privy, in which were seats for three boys of a row, and I was to benevertheless forbade it. I was passionately fond of dancing and annoyed when they indicated a girl of my from, and shell say 'out of the parsley-bed,' but it's all a lie." We went and asked her in a casual sort of way. for the men-servants slept on the ground floor, I have seen their beds there. The night I speak of, my bed

the clitoris is, having no idea then of what a clitoris was, though we had got an Aristotle and used to read it sleeping in the same room with her. I recollect both going into the bedroom together, it was next to mine. Itbeen bought me, we were both carrying them, she stopped and talked to some men, one caught hold of her I began it for my amusement; when many years had been chronicled I tired of it and ceased. Some ten

be truthful: that did, and it does so still; the others telling of recherche eroticisms or of inordinate copulative nothing sensual in it. I was fond of kissing, for my mother remarked it; when a female cousin, or any female, same summer-house, as I shall presently tell. Fred and I used to discuss the look of his sisters' and appeared to me very nasty; but it seemed at the same time to confirm me in the belief that men put their

hundred times, but cannot recollect one circumstance relating to the adventure more than I have told. a picture on to a wall, this which had occurred to me came into my mind. I have since thought over it a and stifled, and that my head was against flesh; that flesh was all about me, my mouth and nose being