O then, said I, take with you this most wicked
woman, this vile Mrs. Jewkes, as an earnest, that I may believe you!
And will you, sir, said the wicked wretch, for a fit or two, give up such
an opportunity as this?--I thought you had known the sex better. She is
now, you see, quite well again!
This I heard; more she might say; but I fainted away once more, at these
words, and at his clasping his arms about me again. And, when I came a
little to myself, I saw him sit there, and the maid Nan, holding a
smelling-bottle to my nose, and no Mrs. Jewkes.
He said, taking my hand, Now will I vow to you, my dear Pamela, that I
will leave you the moment I see you better, and pacified. Here's Nan
knows, and will tell you, my concern for you. I vow to God, I have not
offered any indecency to you: and, since I found Mrs. Jewkes so offensive
to you, I have sent her to the maid's bed, and the maid shall be with you
to-night. And but promise me, that you will compose yourself, and I will
leave you. But, said I, will not Nan also hold my hand? And will not
she let you come in again to me?--He said, By heaven! I will not come in
again to-night. Nan, undress yourself, go to bed, and do all you can to
comfort the dear creature: And now, Pamela, said he, give me but your
hand, and say you forgive me, and I will leave you to your repose.
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