I long
to see the particulars of your plot, and your disappointment, where your
papers leave off: for you have so beautiful a manner, that it is partly
that, and partly my love for you, that has made me desirous of reading
all you write; though a great deal of it is against myself; for which you
must expect to suffer a little: and as I have furnished you with the
subject, I have a title to see the fruits of your pen.--Besides, said he,
there is such a pretty air of romance, as you relate them, in your plots,
and my plots, that I shall be better directed in what manner to wind up
the catastrophe of the pretty novel.
If I was your equal, sir, said I, I should say this is a very provoking
way of jeering at the misfortunes you have brought upon me.
O, said he, the liberties you have taken with my character in your
letters, sets us upon a par, at least in that respect. Sir, I could not
have taken those liberties, if you had not given me the cause: and the
cause, sir, you know, is before the effect.
True, Pamela, said he; you chop logic very prettily. What the deuse do
we men go to school for? If our wits were equal to women's, we might
spare much time and pains in our education: for nature teaches your sex,
what, in a long course of labour and study, ours can hardly attain to.
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