The young woman s name was Hilde， and Michael had
met her casually the previous evening. Tonight， remembering
the elderly undergraduate joke， Never make love on an
empty stomach--always give her dinner first， he had pro-
vided a meal at the Bath Hotel.
They would not be disturbed; for young Michael Gold， in
his last post-graduate year， had a good understanding with
his bedder， a Mrs. Florence， who knew all about the goings-on
among undergraduates and graduates. She would turn a blind
eve in the morning. But morning was a long way off. He leaned
against the inner door， smiling at blonde and plump Hilde.
\"So here we are.\" He briefly reflected on the inanity ofhis
own remark.
\"Yes.\" She had already indicated her willingness， over
dinner， and came towards him--predatory， eager， arms en-
circling his neck， and lips closing on his as though she might
devour him. An Amazon cannibal. A female spider hungry to
consummate and then consume.
They reached first base on the old settee， and it crossed
Michael Gold s mind that this particular piece of furniture，
which must have served several generations of under-
graduates， probably could have recounted a multitude of
~(aXesJlove granted and received; troths plighted; lies
believed; deceptions carried through; lust slaked. Tonight，
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could not be much about in Tunbridge Wells， he considered.
(-(((de was from Tunbridge Wells--an au pair.
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