Do you remember, Malcolm ?" She brought her face close to mine while she spoke, and pressed my hand upon her breast.
My reason told me that it was but the song of the siren she was singing to my ears.

My memory told me that she had been false to me twice two score times, and I knew full well she would again be false to me, or to any other man whom she could use for her purposes, and that she cared not the price at which she purchased him.

Bear in mind, you who would blame me for my fall, that this woman not only was transcendently beautiful and fatally fascinating, but she was a queen and had held undisputed sway over my heart for more years than I could accurately number.

As I said, added to all her beauty, she was a queen.

If you have never known royalty, you cannot understand its enthralling power.
"I remember it all, madam," I replied, trying to hold myself away from her.