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Why fool, said he, won't you like to go to wait on my sister Davers?
Sir, said I, I was once fond of that honour; but you were pleased to say,
I might be in danger from her ladyship's nephew, or he from me.--D----d
impertinence! said he; Do you hear, Mrs. Jervis, do you hear, how she
retorts upon me? Was ever such matchless assurance!----
I then fell a weeping; for Mrs. Jervis said, Fie, Pamela, fie!--And I
said, My lot is very hard indeed; I am sure I would hurt nobody; and I
have been, it seems, guilty of indiscretions, which have cost me my
place, and my master's favour, and so have been turned her away: and when
the time is come, that I should return to my poor parents, I am not
suffered to go quietly. Good your honour, what have I done, that I must
be used worse than if I had robbed you?
Robbed me! said he, why so you have, hussy; you have robbed me. Who? I,
sir? said I; have I robbed you? Why then you are a justice of peace, and
may send me to gaol, if you please, and bring me to a trial for my life!
If you can prove that I have robbed you, I am sure I ought to die.
Now I was quite ignorant of his meaning; though I did not like it, when
it was afterwards explained, neither: And well, thought I, what will this
come to at last, if poor Pamela is esteemed a thief! Then I thought in
an instant, how I should shew my face to my honest poor parents, if I was
but suspected.
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