I was quite astonished, when we came into the shady walk, to see Mr.
Williams there. See there, said my master, there's poor Williams, taking
his solitary walk again, with his book. And, it seems, it was so
contrived; for Mr. Peters had been, as I since find, desired to tell him
to be in that walk at such an hour in the morning.
So, old acquaintance, said my master, again have I met you in this place?
What book are you now reading? He said, it was Boileau's Lutrin. Said
my master, You see I have brought with me my little fugitive, that would
have been: While you are perfecting yourself in French, I am trying to
learn English; and hope soon to be master of it.
Mine, sir, said he, is a very beautiful piece of French: but your English
has no equal.
You are very polite, Mr. Williams, said my master: And he that does not
think as you do, deserves no share in her. Why, Pamela, added he, very
generously, why so strange, where you have once been so familiar? I do
assure you both, that I mean not, by this interview, to insult Mr.
Williams, or confound you. Then I said, Mr. Williams, I am very glad to
see you well; and though the generous favour of my good master has
happily changed the scene, since you and I last saw one another, I am
nevertheless very glad of an opportunity to acknowledge, with gratitude,
your good intentions, not so much to serve me, as me, but as a person--
that then had great reason to believe herself in distress.
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