“Oh, handsome – very, very,” I insisted; “wonderfully handsome. But infamous.” She slowly came back to me. “Miss Jessel – was infamous.” She once more took my hand in both her own, holding it as tight as if to fortify me against the increase of alarm I might draw from this disclosure. “They were both infamous,” she finally said.”

“Oh, handsome – very, very,” I insisted; “wonderfully handsome. But infamous.” She slowly came back to me. “Miss Jessel – was infamous.” She once more took my hand in both her own, holding it as tight as if to fortify me against the increase of alarm I might draw from this disclosure. “They were both infamous,” she finally said.”

— Henry James