be pity, with these fair soft hands, and that lovely skin, (as he called
it, and took hold of my hand,) that you should return again to hard work,
as you must if you go to your father's; and so I would advise her to take
a house in London, and let lodgings to us members of parliament, when we
come to town; and such a pretty daughter as you may pass for, will always
fill her house, and she'll get a great deal of money.

I was sadly vexed at this barbarous joke; but being ready to cry before,
the tears gushed out, and (endeavouring to get my hand from him, but in
vain) I said, I can expect no better: Your behaviour, sir, to me, has
been just of a piece with these words: Nay, I will say it, though you
were to be ever so angry.--I angry, Pamela? No, no, said he, I have
overcome all that; and as you are to go away, I look upon you now as Mrs.
Jervis's guest while you both stay, and not as my servant; and so you may
say what you will. But I'll tell you, Pamela, why you need not take this
matter in such high disdain!--You have a very pretty romantic turn for
virtue, and all that.--And I don't suppose but you'll hold it still: and
nobody will be able to prevail upon you. But, my child, (sneeringly he
spoke it,) do but consider what a fine opportunity you will then have for
a tale every day to good mother Jervis, and what subjects for letter-
writing to your father and mother, and what pretty preachments you may
hold forth to the young gentlemen. Ad's my heart! I think it would be
the best thing you and she could do.

You do well, sir, said I, to even your wit to such a poor maiden as me:
but, permit me to say, that if you was not rich and great, and I poor and
little, you would not insult me thus.--Let me ask you, sir, if you think
this becomes your fine clothes, and a master's station: Why so serious,
my pretty Pamela? said he: Why so grave? And would kiss me; but my heart
was full, and I said, Let me alone; I will tell you, if you was a king,