But oh! to be
sure, I can never deserve the hundredth part of his goodness!--It is
almost a hard thing to be under the weight of such deep obligations on
one side, and such a sense of one's own unworthiness on the other.--O!
what a Godlike power is that of doing good!--I envy the rich and the
great for nothing else.
My master coming to us just then, I said, Oh! sir, will your bounty know
no limits? My dear father has told me what you have given him.--A
trifle, Pamela, said he, a little earnest only of my kindness.--Say no
more of it. But did I not hear the good man expressing some sort of
concern for somewhat? Hide nothing from me, Pamela. Only, sir, said I,
he knew not how to absent himself from divine service, and yet is afraid
of disgracing you by appearing.
Fie, Mr. Andrews! said he, I thought you knew that the outward appearance
was nothing. I wish I had as good a habit inwardly as you have. But
I'll tell you, Pamela, your father is not so much thinner than I am, nor
much shorter; he and I will walk up together to my wardrobe; though it is
not so well stored here, as in Bedfordshire.
And so, said he, pleasantly, don't you pretend to come near us, till I
call for you; for you must not yet see how men dress and undress
themselves.
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