Then, if to make your ruin more,You'll peevishly be coy,Die with the scandal of a whoreAnd never know the joy.

Previously, when I began to write this tale, I set out by saying that Mlle. Claude was a whore. She is a whore, of course, and I'm not trying to deny it, but what I say now is--if Mlle. Claude is a whore then what name shall I find for the other women I know?

When exactly did every housewife in America become a whore?

Living with a whore--even the best whore in the world--isn't a bed of roses.