Chapter 2: Two to Five A.m

⁠​​​‌​​​​​​​​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌⁠With Cytherea it was otherwise. Unused to the place and circumstances, she continued wakeful, ill at ease, and mentally distressed. She withdrew herself from her companion’s embrace, turned to the other side, and endeavoured to relieve her busy brain by looking at the window-blind, and noticing the light of the rising moon—now in her last quarter—creep round upon it: it was the light of an old wan