--Lord bless me! I wish I was well
out of the house; so it was at the bottom of a wet ditch, on the wildest
common in England.
Why, said she, it signifies nothing to tell you all he said but it was
enough to make me fear you would not be so safe as I could wish; and,
upon my word, Pamela, I don't wonder he loves you; for, without flattery,
you are a charming girl! and I never saw you look more lovely in your
life than in that same new dress of yours. And then it was such a
surprise upon us all!--I believe truly, you owe some of your danger to
the lovely appearance you made. Then, said I, I wish the clothes in the
fire: I expected no effect from them; but, if any, a quite contrary one.
Hush! said I, Mrs. Jervis, did you not hear something stir in the closet?
No, silly girl, said she, your fears are always awake.--But indeed, said
I, I think I heard something rustle.--May be, says she, the cat may be
got there: but I hear nothing.
I was hush; but she said, Pr'ythee, my good girl, make haste to bed. See
if the door be fast. So I did, and was thinking to look into the closet;
but, hearing no more noise, thought it needless, and so went again and
sat myself down on the bed-side, and went on undressing myself. And Mrs.
Jervis being by this time undressed, stepped into bed, and bid me hasten,
for she was sleepy.
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