Well
then, if so, I would ask, Whether, in above this year that I have lived
with my master, as I am resolved to leave all his gifts behind me, I may
not have earned, besides my keeping, these four guineas, and these poor
clothes here upon my back, and in my third bundle? Now tell me your mind
freely, without favour or affection.
Alas! my dear girl, says she, you make me unable to speak to you at all:
To be sure it will be the highest affront that can be offered, for you to
leave any of these things behind you; and you must take all your bundles
with you, or my master will never forgive you.
Well, well, Mrs. Jervis, said I, I don't care; I have been too much used
to be snubbed and hardly treated by my master, of late. I have done him
no harm; and I shall always pray for him and wish him happy. But I don't
deserve these things; I know I don't. Then, I can't wear them, if I
should take them; so they can be of no use to me: And I trust I shall not
want the poor pittance, that is all I desire to keep life and soul
together. Bread and water I can live upon, Mrs. Jervis, with content.
Water I shall get any where; and if I can't get me bread, I will live
like a bird in winter upon hips and haws, and at other times upon pig-
nuts and potatoes, or turnips, or any thing.
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