I was silent: But Mr. Williams said, Sir, I
shall be taught, by your generosity, to think myself inexcusably wrong,
in every step I took, that could give you offence; and my future life
shall shew my respectful gratitude.
We walked on till we came to the coach, where was my dear father.
Pamela, said my master, tell Mr. Williams who that good man is. O, Mr.
Williams! said I, it is my dear father! and my master was pleased to say,
One of the honestest men in England: Pamela owes every thing that she is
to be, as well as her being, to him; for, I think, she would not have
brought me to this, nor made so great resistance, but for the good
lessons, and religious education, she had imbibed from him.
Mr. Williams said, taking father's hand, You see, good Mr. Andrews, with
inexpressible pleasure, no doubt, the fruits of your pious care; and now
are in a way, with your beloved daughter, to reap the happy effects of
it.--I am overcome, said my dear father, with his honour's goodness: But
I can only say, I bless God, and bless him.
Mr. Williams and I being nearer the coach than my master, and he offering
to draw back, to give way to him, he kindly said, Pray, Mr. Williams,
oblige Pamela with your hand; and step in yourself. He bowed, and took
my hand; and my master made him step in, and sit next me, all that ever
he could do; and sat himself over against him, next my father, who sat
against me.
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