'Do not be surprised any longer then, my little angel,' cried her friend. 'Give me your hand,' and she passed it up her own clothes. 'Now, I will show you how to touch that little secret part. It is not by putting the finger within that the pleasure is to be gained, but by rubbing it at the top, just at the entrance; there it is that nature has placed a nerve called by doctors the clitoris, and it is this nerve which is the chief seat of bliss in our sex.' All this while the libidinous creature was manipulating with skill.
The colour came and went in the cheeks of her beauteous companion, who faintly sighed out, 'Ah, Marie, what are you doing? Oh, joy; oh blissful sensation! Ah, is it possible-oh-oh-ur-r-r-r.' She could no longer articulate.
The tribade saw her chance, and waited no longer; throwing up the clothes of the young girl, she flew upon her like a panther, and forcing her face between the thighs of her friend, gamahuched her with inconceivable frenzy. Then, not satisfied with this, she pulled up her own clothes and straddled over the young girl, presenting her really symmetrically formed posteriors close to her face, nearly sitting down upon it in her eagerness to feel the touch of the young girl's tongue. Nor had she to wait long; wrought up to the last pitch of lascivious ecstasy, her friend would have done anything she required, and now gamahuched her to her heart's desire.
I continued to watch these tribades for some time, revolving in my mind how I could get possession of the young one, for whom I had conceived a most ardent longing.
Suddenly it occurred to me that, as they were strangers in the neighbourhood, it was not likely they had walked, and that possibly, on the outskirts of the wood, I should find a coach waiting for them.
Full of designs upon the pretty young creature, I left the amorous pair to their amusement and soon reached the margin of the road. Here, ere long, I espied a coach and six with servants in rich liveries, and approaching nearer saw from the coronet on the door that it belonged to some person of quality. As I came up I accosted one of the lackeys, and tossing him a crown, asked whose carriage it was.
'His Grace the Duke of G-'s, your honour,' said the man, touching his hat respectfully as he glanced at my embroidered coat, sword and diamond buckles and pocketed the crown.
'Then you are waiting, I presume, for the two ladies in the wood?' said I.
'Yes, sir,' replied the lackey; and being a talkative, indiscreet person, he added, 'Lady Cecilia Clairville, his grace's daughter, your honour, and Madame La Conte, her governess.'
'Ah, indeed!' said I, with as indifferent a manner as I could assume, and passed on.
At a turn of the road, I again dived into the wood and soon reached my own demesne.
'A very pretty affair, truly,' said I to myself as I took a glass of wine. Madame La Conte, engaged by the duke to complete the education of his daughter, takes advantage of her position to corrupt her, and by making her a tribade renders her wretched for life; for let me tell you, Sappho, there is no more certain road to ill health, loss of beauty, pleasure, and all the zest of life, than this horrid lust for the wrong sex.
'Very well, Madame La Conte,' I soliloquised, 'I shall turn this discovery to account, you may depend'; and with that resolve I went to bed.
Next morning I sent a billet in French by a trusty messenger to his grace's mansion in Cavendish Square. It ran as follows:
Madame, to all that passed between you and the lady Cecilia in the wood yesterday I was a witness. I am a man of position, and if you do not wish me to call upon the duke and acquaint him with your nefarious proceedings, you will come tomorrow afternoon at three o'clock to the big oak at the east end of the same wood, in a hackney coach, which you will alight from at the west side. To avoid discovery you had better both be masked. Yours, as you behave yourself,
Argus
Punctual to the appointment I had made, I placed myself beneath the shade of the oak and, as there was no saying what might happen, or what ambush this devil of a Frenchwoman might lay for me, I armed myself with my sword and put in my pocket a brace of loaded pistols. Soon the fair creatures approached, hand in hand. I raised my hat to the young girl, but as for madame, I merely honoured her with a contemptuous stare.
'Do not be alarmed, Lady Cecilia,' said I; 'you are with a man of honour, who will do you no harm. As for you, madame, you may make a friend or an enemy of me, which you will.'
'Really, monsieur,' said the governess, 'your conduct in this affair is so singular that I know not what to think; but let me tell you, sir, that if you have any improper designs in inveigling us to this place, I shall know how to be avenged.'
'Doubtless, doubtless, madame; I know the French well and have well prepared for all contingencies. But allow me, ladies, to offer each an arm, and do me the honour to walk a little further into the wood.'
The alacrity with which the wily Frenchwoman complied told me at once what I had to expect.
She had resolved to assassinate me. Having made up my mind how I should act, I allowed her to lead me which way she pleased, keeping, however, a sharp look out on all sides as we strolled along. I was about to enter upon the subject of their coming, when suddenly three masked highwaymen sprang out, and demanding, 'Your money or your life,' levelled their horse pistols at us. The ladies screamed; I shook them both off, and as one of the scoundrels sent a bullet through my wig, I drew my pistols from my pocket and shot him dead; his companions then both fired and while one of the bullets grazed my shoulder, the other, curious enough, pierced the head of Madame La Conte, who, casting a glance full of fury upon me and clenching her hands, fell back a corpse.
The remaining rascals turned to flee but before they could escape I brought down the second with a bullet, and passed my sword through the lungs of the third.
The enemy being now utterly defeated, I turned towards the lovely Lady Cecilia, who had fainted, and raising her light form in my arms, bore her off to the spot where the coach had been left. But it was gone. The jarvey, doubtless hearing the firing and anxious to save his skin, had driven away. My resolution was taken in a moment. Carrying my fair burthen to the nearest gate that opened into my grounds, I bore her to my secret chamber and, having fetched old Jukes and Phoebe to her assistance, with strict orders not to tell her where she was but to pay her all needful attention, I saddled a swift horse and rode off to the nearest town, one of the magistrates there being an old friend.
He was much pleased to see me, but wondered at my being covered with dust and at my sudden arrival. I told him a most dreadful affair had happened: that returning home, I had heard cries for assistance in the wood, and had found three ruffians robbing and ill using some ladies; that they had fired at and wounded me and killed one of the ladies; that the other lady had escaped; that in the end I had succeeded in dispatching the rascals, more in consequence of their want of skill in the use of their weapons than from any extraordinary valour on my part; and finally I requested him to give orders to have the bodies removed with a view to a coroner's inquest. All of which he promised to do; and in spite of his earnest request that I should stay and drink a bottle of wine, I made my excuses and returned home.
I found my fair guest much better, and, having consoled her as well as I could for the loss of Madame La Conte, I then gradually unfolded to her all the wickedness of that vile woman and, after delicately touching upon the scene in the wood the day before, told her I had been a witness of it all and heard all the conversation.
At this denouement, Lady Cecilia covered her face with her hands to hide her blushes; and when I enquired whether Madame La Conte had shown her my letter, she said she knew madame had received a letter, which was very unpleasant and which she tore up and burnt in a great rage, but as to its contents she was ignorant.