e other, Good-lack! you need
not be so willing, as I know of, to part with me for a bed-fellow, till
you are sure of one you like better. This cut me to the heart; and, at
the same time, stopped my mouth.

Tuesday, Wednesday.

Mr. Williams has been here; but we have had no opportunity to talk
together: He seemed confounded at Mrs. Jewkes's change of temper, and
reservedness, after her kind visit, and their freedom with one another,
and much more at what I am going to tell you. He asked, If I would take
a turn in the garden with Mrs. Jewkes and him. No, said she, I can't go.
Said he, May not Mrs. Pamela take a walk?--No, said she; I desire she
won't. Why, Mrs. Jewkes? said he: I am afraid I have somehow disobliged
you. Not at all, replied she; but I suppose you will soon be at liberty
to walk together as much as you please: and I have sent a messenger for
my last instructions, about this and more weighty matters; and when they
come I shall leave you to do as you both will; but, till then, it is no
matter how little you are together. This alarmed us both; and he seemed
quite struck of a heap, and put on, as I thought, a self-accusing
countenance. So I went behind her back, and held my two hands together,
flat, with a bit of paper, I had, between them, and looked at him:
and he seemed to take me as I intended; intimating the renewing of the
correspondence by the tiles.

I left them both together, and retired to my closet to write a letter
for the tiles; but having no time for a copy, I will give you the
substance only.

I expostulated with him on his too great openness and easiness to fall
into Mrs. Jewkes's snares: told him my apprehensions of foul play; and
gave briefly the reasons which moved me: begged to know what he had
said; and intimated, that I thought there was the highest reason to
resume our prospect of the escape by the back-door. I put this in the
usual place in the evening; and now wait with impatience for an answer.

Thursday.

I have the following answer:

'DEAREST MADAM,

'I am utterly confounded, and must plead guilty to all your just
reproaches. I wish I were master of all but half your caution and
discretion! I hope, after all, this is only a touch of this ill woman's
temper, to shew her power and importance: For I think Mr. B---- neither
can nor dare deceive me in so black a manner. I would expose him all the
world over if he did. But it is not, cannot be in him. I have received
a let