And I said, Pray, good sir, let me not see this
infamous Mrs. Jewkes; I doubt I cannot bear her sight. She shan't come
near you all this day, if you'll promise to compose yourself. Then, sir,
I will try. He pressed my hand very tenderly, and went out. What a
change does this shew!--O may it be lasting!--But, alas! he seems only to
have altered his method of proceeding; and retains, I doubt, his wicked
purpose.
On Tuesday, about ten o'clock, when my master heard I was up, he sent for
me down into the parlour. As soon as he saw me, he said, Come nearer to
me, Pamela. I did so, and he took my hand, and said, You begin to look
well again: I am glad of it. You little slut, how did you frighten me on
Sunday night.
Sir, said I, pray name not that night; and my eyes overflowed at the
remembrance, and I turned my head aside.
Said he, Place some little confidence in me: I know what those charming
eyes mean, and you shall not need to explain yourself: for I do assure
you, that as soon as I saw you change, and a cold sweat bedew your pretty
face, and you fainted away, I quitted the bed, and Mrs. Jewkes did so
too. And I put on my gown, and she fetched her smelling-bottle, and we
both did all we could to restore you; and my passion for you was all
swallowed up in the concern I had for your recovery; for I thought I
never saw a fit so strong and violent in my life: and feared we should
not bring you to life again; for what I saw you in once before was
nothing to it.
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