eep waters, (on which,
I hope, you will give me cause to congratulate you!) touch your heart
in my favour, and save you from this sin, and me from this ruin!--And
to him do I commit my cause; and to him will I give the glory, and
night and day pray for you, if I may be permitted to escape this great
evil!----
Your poor oppressed, broken spirited servant.
I took a copy of this for your perusal, my dear parents, if I shall ever
be so happy to see you again; (for I hope my conduct will be approved
of by you;) and at night, when Sir Simon was gone, he sent for me down.
Well, said he, have you considered my proposals? Yes, sir, said I, I
have: and there is my answer: But pray let me not see you read it. Is it
your bashfulness, said he, or your obstinacy, that makes you not choose
I should read it before you?
I offered to go away; and he said, Don't run from me; I won't read it
till you are gone. But, said he, tell me, Pamela, whether you comply
with my proposals, or not? Sir, said I, you will see presently; pray
don't hold me; for he took my hand. Said he, Did you well consider
before you answered?--I did, sir, said I. If it be not what you think
will please me, said he, dear girl, take it back again, and reconsider
it; for if I have this as your absolute answer, and I don't like it, you
are undone; for I will not sue meanly, where I can command. I fear, said
he, it is not what I like, by your manner: and let me tell you, that I
cannot bear denial. If the terms I have offered are not sufficient, I
will augment them to two-thirds of my estate; for, said he, and swore a
dreadful oath, I cannot live without you: and, since the thing is gone
so far, I will not! And so he clasped me in his arms in such a manner as
quite frightened me; and kissed me two or three times.
I got from him, and run up stairs, and went to the closet, and was quite
uneasy and fearful.
In an hour's time he called Mrs. Jewkes down to him! And I heard him
very high in passion: and all about me! And I heard her say, It was his
own fault; there would be an end of all my complaining and perverseness,
if he was once resolved; and other most impudent aggravations. I am
resolved not to go to bed this night, if I can help it!--Lie still, lie
still, my poor fluttering heart!--What will become of me!
Almost twelve o'clock, Saturday night.
He sent Mrs. Jewkes, about ten o'clock, to tell me to come to him.
Where? said I. I'll shew you, said she. I we
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