take his wages? So, in conscience, in honour, in every thing, I have
nothing to say to thee, thou second wicked bundle!

But, said I, cone to my arms, my dear third parcel, the companion of my
poverty, and the witness of my honesty; and may I never deserve the least
rag that is contained in thee, when I forfeit a title to that innocence,
that I hope will ever be the pride of my life! and then I am sure it will
be my highest comfort at my death, when all the riches and pomps of the
world will be worse than the vilest rags that can be worn by beggars!
And so I hugged my third bundle.

But, said I, Mrs. Jervis, (and she wept to hear me,) one thing more I
have to trouble you with, and that's all.

There are four guineas, you know, that came out of my good lady's pocket,
when she died; that, with some silver, my master gave me: Now these same
four guineas I sent to my poor father and mother, and they have broken
them; but would make them up, if I would: and if you think it should be
so, it shall. But pray tell me honestly your mind: As to the three years
before my lady's death, do you think, as I had no wages, I may be
supposed to be quits?--By quits, I cannot mean that my poor services
should be equal to my lady's goodness; for that's impossible. But as all
her learning and education of me, as matters have turned, will be of
little service to me now; for it had been better for me to have been
brought up to hard labour, to be sure; for that I must turn to at last,
if I can't get a place: (and you know, in places too, one is subject to
such temptations as are dreadful to think of:) so, I say, by quits I only
mean, as I return all the good things she gave me, whether I may not set
my little services against my keeping; because, as I said, my learning is
not now in the question; and I am sure my dear good lady would have