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 indignation, and dying with terrors; but he stopt all of a sudden, and got off, panting, blowing, cursing, and rehearsing upon me old and ugly! for so I had very naturally called him, in the heat of my defence. The brute had, it seems, as I afterwards understood, brought on, by his eagerness, and struggle, the ultimate period of his hot fit of lust, which his power was too short liv'd to carry him through the full execution of; of which my thighs and linnen received the effusion. When it was over, he bid me, with a tone of displeasure, get up, "that he would not do me the honour to think of me any more,  that the old b—h might look out for another cully,  that he would not be fool'd so by e'er a country mock-modesty in England  that he supposed I had left my maidenhead with some hobnail in the country, and was come to dispose of my skim-milk Rh