[ah, he even forgot for just a moment that there was a story to be told - and there is a moment’s uncertainty in his eyes before he attempts-]

I... was raised in service, as I told you. Just-- the house I grew up in was a brothel.

[haltingly]

It wasn’t-- expected. That I work there. Nor either was it what I wanted. But I was to be sent away from there and from... from people I loved.

[a person that he loved]