#324933 - The Duc and his two other confreres collected shit or farts; having finished their nap, they all trooped in to listen to Duclos, who spoke to them in this wise: I will move with dispatch, said that amiable girl, through my last two adventures concerning these unusual men who find their delight only in the pain they are made to undergo, and then with your leave we will pass on to a different variety. It looks that way to me, Curval assented; I make no bones about the fact I love the idea of watching fuck burn. Oh, my, but that one does strike a response in me, said Curval, and if I have to make my confession to you here and now, I'll assure you I've done the same thing from time to time.