In plunging her mind amidst that profound corruption which belongs only to intellect cultivated in scorn of good and in suppression of heart, he had his own views to serve.

He watched the age when the passions ripen, and he grasped at the fruit which his training sought to mature.

In the human heart ill regulated there is a dark desire for the forbidden.

This Lucretia felt; this her studies cherished, and her thoughts brooded over.

She detected, with the quickness of her sex, the preceptor's stealthy aim.