I took out a picture of a naked woman lying on her back and abusing herself, and covering up the lower part of it I shewed it to Leah.
“But her breast is like any other,” said Leah.
“Take away your handkerchief.”
“Take it back; it’s disgusting. It’s well enough done,” she added, with a burst of laughter, “but it’s no novelty for me.”
“No novelty for you?”
“Of course not; every girl does like that before she gets married.”
“Then you do it, too?”
“Whenever I want to.”
“Do it now.”
“A well-bred girl always does it in private.”