he saw a thousand reasons to wipe out the reproach, and as many to reproach himself----a thin, blue, chill, pellucid chrystal with all its humours so at rest, the least mote or speck of desire might have been seen, at the bottom of it, had it existed----it did not----and how I happen to be so lewd myself, particularly a little before the vernal and autumnal equinoxes ----Heaven above knows ----My mother----madam----was so at no time, either by nature, by institution, or example.

he saw a thousand reasons to wipe out the reproach, and as many to reproach himself - a thin, blue, chill crystal, so clear that the least speck of desire might have been seen, if it had existed - it did not - and how I happen to be so lewd myself, particularly before the equinoxes, Heaven above knows - for my mother was never so.
