But the word was the subject of their ridicule. Was ever
poor creature worse beset!
He said, as if he had been considering whether he could forgive me or
not, No, I cannot yet forgive her neither.--She has given me great
disturbance, has brought great discredit upon me, both abroad and at
home: has corrupted all my servants at the other house; has despised my
honourable views and intentions to her, and sought to run away with this
ungrateful parson.--And surely I ought not to forgive all this!--Yet,
with all this wretched grimace, he kissed me again, and would have put
his hand into my bosom; but I struggled, and said, I would die before I
would be used thus.--Consider, Pamela, said he, in a threatening tone,
consider where you are! and don't play the fool: If you do, a more
dreadful fate awaits you than you expect. But take her up stairs, Mrs.
Jewkes, and I'll send a few lines to her to consider of; and let me have
your answer, Pamela, in the morning. 'Till then you have to resolve: and
after that your doom is fixed.--So I went up stairs, and gave myself up
to grief, and expectation of what he would send: but yet I was glad of
this night's reprieve!
He sent me, however, nothing at all. And about twelve o'clock, Mrs.
Jewkes and Nan came up, as the night before, to be my bed-fellows: and I
would go to bed with some of my clothes on: which they muttered at sadly;
and Mrs.
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