to dinners and theatres; they were quite innocent and even ignorant; on one occasion they drank too much; and before they knew what was happening they were no longer virgins.  They do not, however, apparently round on the man or expose him or refuse to have anything more to do with him.

“8.  They state—­in common with the outwardly ‘respectable’ women whom I have had a chance of catechising—­that before the first intercourse they did not feel any conscious desire for intercourse and hardly devoted any thought to it, that it was very painful the first time, and that some time elapsed before they commenced to derive pleasure from it or to experience the orgasm.

“E.B. was the second woman I had intercourse with.  She was a prostitute, but very young (about 18) and had only been in London a few months.  I met her first in the St. James Restaurant.  I spoke a few words to her.  The next day I saw her in the Burlington Arcade.  I was not much attracted to her; she was pretty, in a coarse, buxom style; vulgar in manners, voice, and dress.  She asked me to go home with her; I refused.  She pressed me; I said I had no money.  She still urged me, just to drive home with her and talk to her while she dressed for the evening.  I consented.  We drove to lodgings in Albany Street.  We went in.  She proceeded to kiss me.  I remained cold, and told her again I had no money.  She then said:  ’That does not matter.  You remind me of a boy I love.  I want you to be my fancy boy.’  I was flattered by this.  I saw a good deal of her.  She was sentimental.  I never gave her any money.  When I had some, she refused to take it, but allowed me to spend a little in buying her a present.  On the night before I left London she wept.  She wrote me illiterate, but affectionate letters.  One day she wrote to me that she was to be kept by a man, but that she had made it a condition with him that she should be allowed to have me.  I had never been in love with her, because of her vulgarity.  I therefore took the earliest opportunity of letting matters cool, by not writing often, etc.  The next thing I remember was my fascination, a few months later, for S.H.

“She was not a regular prostitute.  She had taken a very minor part in light opera.  She was American by birth, young, slim, and spoke like a lady.  Her hair was dyed; her breasts padded.  She acted sentiment, but was less affectionate than E.B.  I met her when she was out of a job.  I gave her L2 whenever I met her.  She was not mercenary.  She was sensual.  I became very much in love with her.  I discovered her, however, writing letters to a fellow whom I had met one day when I was walking with her.  He was only an acquaintance, but the brother of my most intimate friend.  What I objected to was that in this letter to him she protested she did not care for me, but could not afford to give me up.  She had to plead guilty, but I was so fascinated by her I still kept in with her,