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Pamela, or Virtue Rewarded by Samuel Richardson
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O, sir, said she, for your honour's sake, and for Christ's sake!--But he
would not hear her, and said--For your own sake, I tell you, Mrs. Jervis,
say not a word more. I have done her no harm. And I won't have her stay
in my house; prating, perverse fool, as she is! But since she is so apt
to fall into fits, or at least pretend to do so, prepare her to see me
to-morrow after dinner, in my mother's closet, and do you be with her,
and you shall hear what passes between us.

And so he went out in a pet, and ordered his chariot and four to be got
ready, and went a visiting somewhere.

Mrs. Jervis then came to me, and I told her all that had happened, and
said, I was resolved not to stay in the house: And she replying, He
seemed to threaten as much; I said, I am glad of that; then I shall be
easy. So she told me all he had said to her, as above.

Mrs. Jervis is very loath I should go; and yet, poor woman! she begins to
be afraid for herself; but would not have me ruined for the world. She
says to be sure he means no good; but may be, now he sees me so resolute,
he will give over all attempts; and that I shall better know what to do
after tomorrow, when I am to appear before a very bad judge, I doubt.

O how I dread this to-morrow's appearance! But be as assured, my dear
parents, of the honesty of your poor child, as I am of your prayers for
Your dutiful DAUGHTER.

O this frightful to-morrow; how I dread it!


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