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PREFACE
TOUCH-1
TOUCH-2
TOUCH-3 (begin)
TOUCH-3 (end)
TOUCH-4 (begin)
TOUCH-4 (end)
SMELL-1
SMELL-2
SMELL-3.1
SMELL-3.2
SMELL-3.3
SMELL-3.4
SMELL-3.5
SMELL-4 (begin)
SMELL-4 (end)
SMELL-5
HEARING-1
HEARING-2
HEARING-3
VISION-1.1
VISION-1.2
VISION-1.3
VISION-2.1
VISION-2.2
VISION-2.3
VISION-2.4
VISION-3
VISION-4
VISION-5
APPENDIX A
APPENDIX B HISTORY-1
APPENDIX B HISTORY-2.1
APPENDIX B HISTORY-2.2
APPENDIX B HISTORY-2.3
APPENDIX B HISTORY-3.1
APPENDIX B HISTORY-3.2
INDEX OF AUTHORS

George had told me he would sleep away if I wanted the room, and 

when next I met her she promised to come and sleep with me. 

Before I had always met her on the grass, under trees. She came, 

and the sight of her young limbs and breasts revived something of 

my love for her, my better love. But she was insatiable and more 

sensual every day. One day she came when I was not well, and 

would not go away disappointed. I had met a very pretty girl 

about this time, and now resolved to give Annie up, which I did 

in the cruelest manner, cutting her dead, and refusing to answer 

her letters and touching messages. I heard that she would cry for 

hours, but I was harder than adamant.... 

 

"I thought myself very much in love with the very pretty girl for 

whom I had thrown up Annie. She lived with her mother and two 

sisters, one older than herself, the other a mere child. The 

eldest sister, a handsome, dark girl like a Spaniard, was not 

virtuous. She was good natured; too much so, and took her 

pleasure with several of us, dying, not long after, of 

consumption. I thought her sister, my girl, was virtuous, and I 

meant to marry her--some day. At any rate, I saw her mother, who 

lived in a well-furnished house and was a superior woman. This 

did not prevent my trying to seduce her daughter. I did not 

succeed for a long time, though she did not cease meeting me. The 

sisters came to see us. I knew, one night, her sister was 

upstairs with D. and I guessed what they were at, so I suggested 

to her she should creep up on them for fun. She did so, came 

back, excited and pale--and gave herself to me. But she was not a 

virgin and in time I had a glimpse of her unhappy fate and her 

mother's position. Her father was dead or divorced, and her 

mother, I believe, was mistress to some wealthy bookmaker. I am 

not sure, there was always a mystery hanging over the mother, nor 

am I certain that she connived at her daughter's seduction, but 

the girl's account was that after some successful Cup day there 

had been too much champagne drunk all around, and that a man she 

looked on as a friend came into her bedroom that night when she 

was _tete montee_ and seduced or violated her--whichever word you 

like to choose. Since then his visits had been frequent until she 

met me, she said, and if I would be true to her she would be a 

true wife to me, and I believed her and still believe she meant 

what she said. But I left Melbourne shortly after this, our 

letters got few and far between, and ultimately I heard she was 

married to a young man who had always been in love with her.... 

 

"Among the inmates of the boarding house was a 'married' couple 

who stayed for some time; he was an insignificant, ugly, little, 

crosseyed commercial traveler; she was a pretty, little creature 


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