Letting the Kitty out of the sack
Oh, all right, then: Kitty:
"Well, but what is it like, Lydia? Is it very nasty? Does it hurt so
"Lord! no, what is that. I like it better than any thing. Of course, my
dear Wickham is the best husband in the whole world, I am sure - if we could
find you such another man, how happy you would be. When my father lets you
visit me in Newcastle, you shall be bedded and wedded, just like me."
"I wish I could. Oh, Lydia, imagine my being stuck down here with Jane and
Lizzy everlastingly preaching at me, while you are having all the fun."
"Yes, we will have balls and parties with the regimental officers, I am sure,
but I tell you what, Kitty, nothing is so fine as Wickham's lovemaking. I
must tell you all about it."
"Well, in the first place, one is never bored, because now one always has
*that* to do. It is so heavenly you can't think. I know my dear Wickham has
had ever so much practice, because he does it so very well; and he says I
have quite a talent for it too."
"And you are sure it does not hurt?"
"Lord, no! The best part is when he - "
Here Elizabeth came into the room, and perceiving the tete-a-tete between her
two youngest sisters, acted quickly. "Lydia, what are you telling Kitty?
You know Papa forbids you to be alone together, until you and Mr. Wickham
leave - it is not proper."
"Proper! You are as bad as Aunt Gardiner. But, Lizzy, only stay and listen,
and I will tell you all about what it is like, being in bed with a darling
husband like Wickham. It is a shame you should not know. I am sure you
would like it yourself."
"That will do, Lydia. You had better go to your mother, she is waiting to
take you out in the carriage. Kitty, come away at once."
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Nancy Steele at the Door
"I was listening at the door and there was no sound nor no nothing, and I was
surprised because la! you do hear noises when people are making love, and
they are newlyweds, and all that, so I expected a great deal, and they did
not know I was by; but I never did hear a peep, and then there was this great
crash, and poor Lucy comes running out and nearly knocked me over, and she
was all in a terrible taking, and she said, "Here, you take these horrid
things," and she threw on the floor all Mr. Ferrars' toothpick cases, ever so
many of them, some is real silver and one is gold and even has a little
diamond top, only fancy, and she did not say I could not keep them; so I will
and tomorrow I mean to exchange them for some pink ribbons that the Doctor
did say was his favorite color. I hope she won't be very angry"
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