, Hypocrite, Saucebox, Boldface, get out of my
Sight, or I will lend you such a Kick in the ---- I don't care to
repeat the Word, but he meant my hinder part. I was offering to go
away, for I was half afraid, when he called me back, and took me
round the Neck and kissed me, and then bid me go about my Business.

I went directly into my Room, where Mrs. _Jewkes_ came to me soon
afterwards. So Madam, says she, you have left my Master below in a
fine Pet, he hath threshed two or three of his Men already: It is
might pretty that all his Servants are to be punished for your
Impertinence.

Harkee, Madam, says I, don't you affront me, for if you do, d--n me
(I am sure I have repented for using such a Word) if I am not
revenged.

_How sweet is Revenge: Sure the Sermon Book is in the Right, in
calling it the sweetest Morsel the Devil ever dropped into the Mouth
of a Sinner._

Mrs. _Jewkes_ remembered the Smart of my Nails too well to go
farther, and so we sat down and talked about my Vartue till
Dinner-time, and then I was sent for to wait on my Master. I took
care to be often caught looking at him, and then I always turn'd away
my Eyes, and pretended to be ashamed. As soon as the Cloth was
removed, he put a Bumper of Champagne into my Hand, and bid me
drink----O la I can't name the Health. Parson _Williams_ may well say
he is a wicked Man.

Mrs. _Jewkes_ took a Glass and drank the dear _Monysyllable_; I don't
understand that Word, but I believe it is baudy. I then drank towards
his Honour's good Pleasure. Ay, Hussy, says he, you can give me
Pleasure if you will; Sir, says I, I shall be always glad to do what
is in my power, and so I pretended not to know what he meant. Then he
took me into his Lap.--O Mamma, I could tell you something if I
would--and he kissed me----and I said I won't be slobber'd about so,
so I won't; and he bid me get out of the Room for a saucy Baggage,
and said he had a good mind to spit in my Face.

_Sure no Man over took such a Method to gain a Woman's Heart._

I had not been long in my Chamber before Mrs. _Jewkes_ came to me,
and told me, my Master would not see me any more that Evening, that
is, if he can help it; for, added she, I easily perceive the great
Ascendant you have over him, and to confess the Truth, I don't doubt
but you will shortly be my Mistress.

What says I, dear Mrs. _Jewkes_, what do you say? Don't flatter a
poor Girl, it is impossible his Honour can have any honourable Des