But you more than my mirrors, and my lip-red, and the lily lotion--more than my darling shifts and stays and shoon and gowns!...

I had never dreamed I could accept them from you.

But you had become so dear to me--and I could read you through and through--and found you so like myself--and it gave me a new pleasure to humble my pride to your desires.

That is how it came about.

Also, I saw those ladies....