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Richardson, Samuel, 1689-1761

"Pamela, or Virtue Rewarded"


So the maids took me up between them, and carried me to my chamber; and
when the wretch saw how bad I was, she began a little to relent--while
every one wondered (at which I had neither strength nor inclination to
tell them) how all this came to pass, which they imputed to sorcery and
witchcraft.
I was so weak, when I had got up stairs, that I fainted away, with
dejection, pain, and fatigue; and they undressed me, and got me to bed;
and Mrs. Jewkes ordered Nan to bathe my shoulder, and arm, and ancle,
with some old rum warmed; and they cut the hair a little from the back
part of my head, and washed that; for it was clotted with blood, from a
pretty long, but not a deep gash; and put a family plaister upon it; for,
if this woman has any good quality, it is, it seems, in a readiness and
skill to manage in cases, where sudden misfortunes happen in a family.
After this, I fell into a pretty sound and refreshing sleep, and lay till
twelve o'clock, tolerably easy, considering I was very feverish, and
aguishly inclined; and she took a deal of care to fit me to undergo more
trials, which I had hoped would have been happily ended: but Providence
did not see fit.
She would make me rise about twelve: but I was so weak, I could only sit
up till the bed was made, and went into it again; and was, as they said,
delirious some part of the afternoon.


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