ALEXIS. Who would have thought such a thing! Oh, Madame Benoit, the prude. But I reasoned with myself. After all, Madame Benoit was free at that time to do as she pleased and I was a fool. A week ago, I myself broke our marriage vows. I received a letter, giving me a rendezvous at 37 Rue de l'Ecoille. It was Miss Anderson, whom Count Alexis had met at Naples. She was still in love with him and asked me news of him. I have revenged myself on the Count with this young English girl. I pressed her so hard that I laid her on the bed, and, raising her skirts, introduced my tool into her reception room before she had time to refuse. She worked well and vigorously, and I soon gave her a reserve of sperm which I had saved up, as my wife was angry with me. She is a very loving and lovely thing, this little auburn-haired girl. She really spends with the finesse of art. I see her often and she has promised to stay here another month. I have abandoned the idea of going to Russia, neither will I be angry with Gertrude, who is quite enough—more than enough for me now
