--Ay, thought
I, so I doubt, by the hint Mr. Williams gave me about the post-house.
The gardener coming by, I said, Mr. Jacob, I have planted a few beans,
and I call the place my garden. It is just by the door out yonder: I'll
shew it you; pray don't dig them up. So I went on with him; and when we
had turned the alley, out of her sight and were near the place said I,
Pray step to Mrs. Jewkes, and ask her if she has any more beans for me to
plant? He smiled, I suppose at my foolishness; and I popped the letter
under the mould, and stepped back, as if waiting for his return; which,
being near, was immediate; and she followed him. What should I do with
beans? said she,--and sadly scared me; for she whispered me, I am afraid
of some fetch! You don't use to send on such simple errands.--What
fetch? said I: It is hard I can neither stir, nor speak, but I must be
suspected.--Why, said she, my master writes, that I must have all my eyes
about me; for though you are as innocent as a dove, yet you are as
cunning as a serpent. But I'll forgive you, if you cheat me.
Then I thought of my money, and could have called her names, had I dared:
And I said, Pray Mrs. Jewkes, now you talk of forgiving me, if I cheat
you, be so kind as to pay me my money; for though I have no occasion for
it, yet I know you was but in jest, and intended to give it me again.
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