This, my dear father and mother, is the issue of your poor Pamela's
fruitless enterprise; and who knows, if I had got out at the back-door,
whether I had been at all in a better case, moneyless, friendless, as I
am, and in a strange place!--But blame not your poor daughter too much:
Nay, if ever you see this miserable scribble, all bathed and blotted with
my tears, let your pity get the better of your reprehension! But I know
it will--And I must leave off for the present.--For, oh! my strength and
my will are at this time very far unequal to one another.--But yet I will
add, that though I should have praised God for my deliverance, had I been
freed from my wicked keepers, and my designing master; yet I have more
abundant reason to praise him, that I have been delivered from a worse
enemy,--myself!
I will conclude my sad relation.
It seems Mrs. Jewkes awaked not till day-break; and not finding me in
bed, she called me; and, no answer being returned, she relates, that she
got out of bed, and ran to my closet; and, missing me, searched under the
bed, and in another closet, finding the chamber-door as she had left it,
quite fast, and the key, as usual, about her wrist. For if I could have
got out of the chamber-door, there were two or three passages, and doors
to them all, double-locked and barred, to go through into the great
garden; so that, to escape, there was no way, but out of the window; and
of that window, because of the summer-parlour under it: for the other
windows are a great way from the ground.
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