Chapter Ten
I do not know what further depravities the Count would have introduced me to, had our association continued. There seemed almost no limit to the licentiousness of his imagination, no end to the inventiveness of his s****l desires. I confess I was eager to be shown further activities and have my education extended. But it was not to be. One day, soon after our memorable weekend with the two boys, the Count took me into his study. It was a weekday; his children were downstairs in the schoolroom, so I knew this was not the preliminary to another bout of excess.
“My dear Jane,” he said, “I have some bad news. Bad for me, and I venture to think bad for you. I have been recalled. It seems that my government has other plans for me. I am to be sent as ambassador to the United States.
