her sex. And then she ridicules me,
and laughs at my notions of honesty; and tells me, impudent creature
as she is! what a fine bed-fellow I shall make for my master (and
such-like), with such whimsical notions about me!--Do you think this
is to be borne? And yet she talks worse than this, if possible! quite
filthily! O what vile hands am I put into!

Thursday.

I have now all the reason that can be, to apprehend my master will be
here soon; for the servants are busy in setting the house to rights; and
a stable and coach-house are cleaning out, that have not been used some
time. I asked Mrs. Jewkes; but she tells me nothing, nor will hardly
answer me when I ask her a question. Sometimes I think she puts on these
strange wicked airs to me, purposely to make me wish for, what I dread
most of all things, my master's coming down. He talk of love!--If he had
any the least notion of regard for me, to be sure he would not give
this naughty body such power over me:--And if he does come, where is
his promise of not seeing me without I consent to it? But, it seems, his
honour owes me nothing! So he tells me in his letter. And why? Because
I am willing to keep mine. But, indeed, he says, he hates me perfectly:
But it is plain he does, or I should not be left to the mercy of this
woman: and, what is worse, to my woful apprehensions.

Friday, the 36th day of my imprisonment.

I took the liberty yesterday afternoon, finding the gates open, to walk
out before the house; and, ere I was aware, had got to the bottom of the
long row of elms; and there I sat myself down upon the steps of a sort
of broad stile, which leads into the road, and goes towards the town.
And as I sat musing upon what always busies my mind, I saw a whole
body of folks running towards me from the house, men and women, as in a
fright. At first I wondered what was the matter, till they came nearer;
and I found they were all alarmed, thinking I had attempted to get off.
There was first the horrible Colbrand, running with his long legs, well
nigh two yards at a stride; then there was one of the grooms, poor
Mr. Williams's robber; then I spied Nan, half out of breath, and the
cook-maid after her! and lastly, came waddling, as fast as she could,
Mrs. Jewkes, exclaiming most bitterly, as I found, against me. Colbrand
said, O how have you frighted us all!--And went behind me, lest I should
run away, as I suppose.

I sat still, to let them see I had no view to get a