#251909 - The man with whom I held correspondence directly after the one whose example has just seduced you, said Duclos, insisted that the woman he was presented have indigestion; in consequence, Fournier, who had given me no foreknowledge of the thing, had me, during dinner, swallow a certain laxative drug which softened what my bowels contained, indeed rendered it fluid, as if my stool had become transformed into the effect of an enema. The midday nap over, they passed into the auditorium, the company distributed itself, and Duclos resumed the thread of her narrative: I sometimes used to go into town for parties, said she, and as they were usually more lucrative, Fournier did her best to procure as many of that kind as she could. You're stiff, Durcet, said the Duc, don't deny it, for I know you: whenever you start that nasty boasting it's because your fuck is coming to a boil.