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Pamela, or Virtue Rewarded by Samuel Richardson
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story in romance, I warrant ye.

He then put his hand in my bosom, and indignation gave me double
strength, and I got loose from him by a sudden spring, and ran out of the
room! and the next chamber being open, I made shift to get into it, and
threw to the door, and it locked after me; but he followed me so close,
he got hold of my gown, and tore a piece off, which hung without the
door; for the key was on the inside.

I just remember I got into the room; for I knew nothing further of the
matter till afterwards; for I fell into a fit with my terror, and there I
lay, till he, as I suppose, looking through the key-hole, spyed me upon
the floor, stretched out at length, on my face; and then he called Mrs.
Jervis to me, who, by his assistance, bursting open the door, he went
away, seeing me coming to myself; and bid her say nothing of the matter,
if she was wise.

Poor Mrs. Jervis thought it was worse, and cried over me like as if she
was my mother; and I was two hours before I came to myself; and just as I
got a little up on my feet, he coming in, I fainted away again with the
terror; and so he withdrew: but he staid in the next room to let nobody
come near us, that his foul proceedings might not be known.

Mrs. Jervis gave me her smelling-bottle, and had cut my laces, and set me
in a great chair, and he called her to him: How is the girl? said he: I
never saw such a fool in my life. I did nothing at all to her. Mrs.
Jervis could not speak for crying. So he said, She has told you, it
seems, that I was kind to her in the summer-house, though I'll assure
you, I was quite innocent then as well as now; and I desire you to keep
this matter to yourself, and let me not be named in it.
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