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 "No indeed, though I am afraid I have mistaken the harbour, still the anchorage is a good one…"

The old maid was about to speak, but he at once stopped her mouth with a kiss. She began to suck his tongue, greedily, hungrily, down to its very root, only interrupting herself to beg him not to lift himself up but to press down with all his might.

It was years since the old woman had tasted such a dainty morsel, therefore it was no wonder that she found his basket-weaving delightful and she gave herself up to it to her dear heart's content.

After several assaults made frontwards and backwards, lying, sitting, and standing, the lust of the youth was abated before her senile lechery had subsided. Miss Des Grieux then lighted a night-lamp which gave the faintest of glimmers, and made the young man relate his tale. When he had finished:

"You see," said she, "I could have you arrested for burglary, for breaking into a house in the middle of the night."

"You are right," quoth the youth ruefully.