Nothing, said he, pleases me better, than that, in all your arts, shifts,
and stratagems, you have had a great regard to truth; and have, in all
your little pieces of deceit, told very few wilful fibs. Now I expect
you'll continue this laudable rule in your conversation with me.--Let me
know then, where you have found supplies of pen, ink, and paper, when
Mrs. Jewkes was so vigilant, and gave you but two sheets at a time?--Tell
me truth.
Why, sir, little did I think I should have such occasion for them; but,
when I went away from your house, I begged some of each of good Mr.
Longman, who gave me plenty. Yes, yes, said he, it must be good Mr.
Longman! All your confederates are good, every one of them: but such of
my servants as have done their duty, and obeyed my orders, are painted
out by you as black as devils! nay, so am I too, for that matter.
Sir, said I, I hope you won't be angry, but, saving yourself, do you
think they are painted worse than they deserve? or worse than the parts
they acted require?
You say, saving myself, Pamela; but is not that saying a mere compliment
to me, because I am present, and you are in my hands? Tell me truly.--
Good sir, excuse me; but I fancy I might ask you, Why you should think
so, if there was not a little bit of conscience that told you, there was
but too much reason for it?
He kissed me, and said, I must either do thus, or be angry with you; for
you are very saucy, Pamela.
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