Why, Pamela, says my good master, may it not be performed on Tuesday?
And then your father, maybe, will stay.--I should have been glad to have
had it to-morrow, added he; but I have sent Monsieur Colbrand for a
license, that, you may have no scruple unanswered; and he can't very well
be back before to-morrow night, or Monday morning.
This was most agreeable news. I said, Sir, I know my dear father will
want to be at home: and as you was so good to give me a fortnight from
last Thursday, I should be glad you would be pleased to indulge me still
to some day in the second seven.
Well, said he, I will not be too urgent; but the sooner you fix, the
better. Mr. Andrews, we must leave something to these Jephthah's
daughters, in these cases, he was pleased to say: I suppose the little
bashful folly, which, in the happiest circumstances, may give a kind of
regret to quit the maiden state, and an awkwardness at the entrance into
a new one, is a reason with Pamela; and so she shall name her day. Sir,
said he, you are all goodness.
I went up soon after, and new dressed myself, taking possession, in a
happy moment, I hope, of my two bundles, as my good master was pleased to
call them; (alluding to my former division of those good things my lady
and himself bestowed upon me;) and so put on fine linen, silk shoes, and
fine white cotton stockings, a fine quilted coat, a delicate green Mantea
silk gown and coat, a French necklace, and a laced cambric handkerchief,
and clean gloves; and, taking my fan in my hand, I, like a little proud
hussy, looked in the glass, and thought myself a gentlewoman once more;
but I forgot not to return due thanks, for being able to put on this
dress with so much comfort.
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