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transpose the Scene from _Bedfordshire_ to the Mansion House in
_Lincolnshire_, where the poor Turtle is now coop'd up; and certainly it
must be allowed, that the Author has contrived to heighten his _Amorous
Tale_ by just Degrees, so as at once to court the Expectation, and raise
the glowing Passions 'till it is almost impossible but they must burst
forth in a Blaze.

Mrs. _Jewkes_ enters into the Business with all the Assurance of an
experienc'd Bawd. It was contrived that Miss should bait at an Inn upon
the Road, kept by her Sister, and there Mrs. _Jewkes_ receives her fair
Charge: p. 136. 'The naughty Woman came up to me with an Air of
Confidence, and _kiss'd me_: See, Sister, said she, here's a _charming
Creature_! Would she not tempt the best Lord in the Land to run away
with her? O frightful! thought I; here's an Avowal of the Matter at
once: I am now gone, that's certain. And so was quite silent and
confounded; and seeing no Help for it, (for she would not part with me
out of her Sight) I was forc'd to set out with her in the Chariot.'

Her behaviour there was a Piece with the first Onset; _p._ 137. 'Every
now and then she would be _staring in my Face_, in the Chariot, and
_squeezing my Hand_, and saying, Why you are very pretty, my silent
Dear! And once she offer'd to kiss me. But I said, I don't like this
Sort of Carriage, Mrs. _Jewkes_; _it is not like two Persons of one
Sex_. She fell a laughing very confidently, and said, That's prettily
said, _I vow! Then thou hadst rather be kiss'd by the other Sex?
"Isackins, I commend thee for that"!_' There are at present, I am sorry
to say it, too many who assume the Characters of Women of Mrs.
_Jewkes_'s Cast, I mean _Lovers of their own Sex_, _Pamela_ seems to be
acquainted with this, and indeed shews so much Virtue, that she has no
Objection to the Male Sex as too many of her own have.

_Pamela_ begins now to shew her Skill in Intrigue. It is a trite
Observation, that Confinement and Restraint will drive a Woman to the
most desperate Applications for a Remedy. She is lock'd up, and no
_Spanish Lady_ whatever could be closer confined by the most watchful
_Duenna_; but Miss comforts herself that she shall be too hard for them
all: _p._ 157. 'Well, thought I, I hope still, _Argus_, to be too hard
for thee. Now _Argus_, the Poets say, had an Hundred Eyes, and was made
to watch with them all, as she does.' The Parson here is brought upon
the Tapis, and instead of t